Margaery Tyrell (
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randomosity2016-06-12 09:41 pm
[For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire
Renly Baratheon was dead, leaving his claim to the throne empty and his wife Margaery Tyrell a widow. Roose Bolton, of course, could spy an opportunity a mile away. He sent a raven to Highgarden, to Lord Mace Tyrell. Roose proposed that his youngest son and only legitimate heir be married to Margaery. Mace agreed, rather quickly as well - likely out of fear for the Bolton name.
But of course, Olenna Tyrell wasn't about to let that agreement happen. At least not on any terms but her own. So the agreement was made, but a time for delivering her to Winterfell had not been determined, and Olenna was not about to agree to one.
Ramsay Snow, wanting to be useful to his father and acknowledged as a true Bolton, decided to take action on his own. He took a small band of Bolton men and rode to Highgarden - he knew Margaery was there, after her day-long marriage to the late King Joffrey had ended. He kidnapped the Tyrell heiress and rode back to Winterfell. When he arrived, he dragged Margaery in with no amount of mercy or delicacy. He found his half-brother and father in a sitting room going over charts and battle strategies. Margaery, clad in a light dress with a keyhole opening at the front showing her cleavage and wrapping around her lower back, showing off the curves of her back and the lean muscle beneath her skin. Her skin was cold and covered in goosebumps, her lips slightly dark and a light shade of blue. But all the fire and anger was in Margaery's eyes. She wrenched herself free of Ramsay's grip and pulled her lips back to bare her teeth.
"Unhand me, mongrel!" she hissed.
"Dear father, brother - see what I've brought? We'll not have the Tyrells welching on their agreement any longer," Ramsay grinned. "The flower is a little frosty, but only because she did not appreciate my generosity of allowing her to ride in the carriage."
"What I did not appreciate was a bastard snatching me from my ancestral home and dragging me with no proper clothes into the North," Margaery snapped.
She so badly wanted to shift towards the fire, but she was bound and determined to stand tall and tough. Ramsay obviously thought her weak, she would prove him wrong.
But of course, Olenna Tyrell wasn't about to let that agreement happen. At least not on any terms but her own. So the agreement was made, but a time for delivering her to Winterfell had not been determined, and Olenna was not about to agree to one.
Ramsay Snow, wanting to be useful to his father and acknowledged as a true Bolton, decided to take action on his own. He took a small band of Bolton men and rode to Highgarden - he knew Margaery was there, after her day-long marriage to the late King Joffrey had ended. He kidnapped the Tyrell heiress and rode back to Winterfell. When he arrived, he dragged Margaery in with no amount of mercy or delicacy. He found his half-brother and father in a sitting room going over charts and battle strategies. Margaery, clad in a light dress with a keyhole opening at the front showing her cleavage and wrapping around her lower back, showing off the curves of her back and the lean muscle beneath her skin. Her skin was cold and covered in goosebumps, her lips slightly dark and a light shade of blue. But all the fire and anger was in Margaery's eyes. She wrenched herself free of Ramsay's grip and pulled her lips back to bare her teeth.
"Unhand me, mongrel!" she hissed.
"Dear father, brother - see what I've brought? We'll not have the Tyrells welching on their agreement any longer," Ramsay grinned. "The flower is a little frosty, but only because she did not appreciate my generosity of allowing her to ride in the carriage."
"What I did not appreciate was a bastard snatching me from my ancestral home and dragging me with no proper clothes into the North," Margaery snapped.
She so badly wanted to shift towards the fire, but she was bound and determined to stand tall and tough. Ramsay obviously thought her weak, she would prove him wrong.

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The next morning they began their march. Hannibal had indeed found the Lannister's covered in a variety of bodily fluids and smelling quite foul. He left them in their filth, but knew that the multiple strings of dried cum coating Cersie's face would please his wife. A glass enclosure had been build that would do nothing to stop liquid, nor air, but it would stop any arrows. He did not want any remaining Lannister's to have pity and attempt to put the two out of their misery.
There were cheers from the crowd as Hannibal and Margaery passed. They were riding atop Vhagar with both Rhys and Reina with them. The remaining Sand Snakes, Olenna, Willas, and Mace were behind them on horseback. Immediately followed by the carts transporting the Lannister's.
They stopped just short of the drawn drawbridge and Hannibal called up to Tommen. "Tommen, my joint armies have surrounded the city and have barricaded the harbor. I have decimated the Lannister army. I have arrested your traitorous and incestuous parents and have begun the punishment for their many crimes. You are young and I do not believe that you knowingly assisted them. Surrender the castle to me and I will grant you the opportunity to take the black and try to regain some honor for the house your parents destroyed. If you insist on fighting me, I will have no other choice but to punish you along with your parents." He said.
Hannibal gave a nod and some servants crawled atop the glass structure to pour freezing water over Cersei and Jaime to clean them off and to make certain they were awake. He wanted them to see everything they had built come crumbling down.
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When they made it to the castle and Hannibal made his announcement there was silence. Margaery looked at all the windows, and spied movement near the topmost tower. Tommen stepped onto the ledge, and matter-of-factly leaned over so that he pitched forward and fell to the stone road, smashing himself against the pavement.
Margaery screamed, but not nearly so loud a noise as Cersei made. She turned away and buried Reina's face against her own chest. She didn't need her daughter seeing a boy's skull smashed against the road. There was some comfort in Cersei's despair. It served her right, having to watch her son kill himself after all she had done. If she hadn't been already, Cersei Lannister was broken now.
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He knew both Lannister's were now broken in spirit. He was curious if their stubborn will was broken yet or if there was still a little fight in them.
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Margaery glanced behind and saw Cersei bawling over seeing her son die. There was no pity in Margaery's gaze.
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One of the Sand Snakes moved up to speak through one of the many air holes next to Cersei. "Sansa Stark sends her regards." Her and her sister loved seeing how broken the whore was in this moment.
Hannibal nodded and his elite guard moved in to ensure all of the men were fully disarmed. His men would kill any Lannister still breathing that was found. The gold cloaks would be given the opportunity to continue in their service or to take the black. He would not allow them to retire.
They entered the red keep and Hannibal led the procession to the arena at the back of the castle. He had sent heralds throughout the city to gather as many people that were interested in hearing a proclamation from their new King.
Jaime and Cersei were taken to the floor of the arena and locked into stockades that were specially built to force them to be bent over. There were chains on the ground that locked their feet apart and a wooden support was placed to keep their hips up. The two were facing each other. Hannibal stood in the King's box while holding Rhys. He expected Margaery to be by his right hand holding Reina.
There were many insulting words said to the Lannister's. Servants moved in to force them to drink water and to eat. Hannibal would give them enough for their bodies to continue functioning. Hannibal raised a hand to quiet the crowds.
"I am Hannibal of house Bolton. I have discovered the terrible truths behind the Lannister's and their secret incestuous relationship. Their sins have caused countless wars and needless bloodshed. I have erased their entire clan to cleanse the land of their foul breed. I claim the iron throne. Let them serve as an example of what happens to those who disobey the simplest of rules from the gods. As the beginning of their punishment, I offer them to you as a means of pleasure or relief. All you need do is consent to be searched and you may enjoy what remains of them as you will. I give them to you today and tomorrow. The following day they will be placed on display as they represent my family's sigil until the gods see fit to end their punishment." He said to a loud cheer.
The Sand Snakes were first into the pit. There were smooth stones that were shaped like a rather large cock given to each of them. Hannibal had turned over both of his children to Olenna and Willas to look after in the Red Keep. He and Margaery would watch the beginning of this before going into the keep themselves.
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When he put the Lannister twins in the stocks, Margaery tilted a brow. Then she realized what they were positioned for and smiled. Her husband truly was brilliant. She listened and looked upon him reverently. When the Sand Snakes stood first to defile the siblings, Margaery smiled and kissed Hannibal's jaw. Reluctantly she handed Reina to her grandmother and remained beside Hannibal.
She didn't want the babies to see this full display. They were young, they didn't need to see everything that went on here. Margaery pressed close to Hannibal and watched the spectacle with intrigue and fascination.
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He slipped an arm around her waist as the sisters fucked the two with the stones. Hannibal spotted a line of mostly men, and a few women, waiting for their turn at the twins. His men were instructed to only allow two at a time. He gave a nod for the regular people to have their opportunity as the Sand Snakes finished and stepped away from the bloodied twins. They had not been gentle with the only opening they had left to them. His men had tubes that would eventually slip in easily so that they could pour a bucket of water inside to clean out their hole upon request.
Hannibal led Margaery inside to the great hall with the Iron Thron. The High Septon was present to crown him King along with what remand of the Kingsguard to swear themselves to him. The ceremony was brief, but contained his most loyal followers. He accepted his crown and sat upon the chair. He allowed the Kingsguard the opportunity to retire. He would replace all of them with his own trusted men. His spies would keep an eye on them and kill any that might pose a threat one day.
He set his new council and named Sir Willas as his hand. He gave one seat to the Sand Snake who had lost a hand. He invited the High Septon to sit on his council and placed his personal Maester upon the council. He filled the remaining positions with trusted men and women who had led well. The youngest was the Lady Mormont who had quite a bit of spirit and was not afraid to speak her mind. He wanted a clever girl like that around to keep the older warriors in check.
After the ceremony was over, he dismissed everyone before offering his arm to Margaery. To of their most trusted servants carried Reina and Rhys as they went up to their chambers.
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She was half tempted to join the lines of people waiting to torture the Lannisters. But such acts were for the rabble, and besides, she wouldn't touch either Lannister with even the largest or sharpest sword.
Margaery leaned into Hannibal as they made their way into the castle and into the Red Keep. She smirked as they reached their chambers and the servants opened the door. Margaery slipped in front of Hannibal and smiled. "Welcome to the Red Keep, my king."
She reached up and grabbed the Lannister and Baratheon banners near the bed. "We've no need for these, now do we?" She smirked and yanked them down. "Long live the King." She stepped up and kissed him deep.
"Congratulations my love."
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