So Close I Can Taste It.

Part 13

The raid on the Riverlands went without hitch as expected. Euron blocked out the Bay and prevented any escapees and used some of your cavalry to travel by land and secure the crossing at the Twins.

Euron had rounded up any stray enemies and given them the choice to lose their tongue and bend the knee or he'd start taking limbs.

He especially delighted in finding the Riverlands lord Tommen had wished you to marry.

Euron had asked him plainly if he thought you were the prettiest Queen there ever was. The Riverlands Lord had nodded and said you were lovely. Euron had then took great enjoyment in telling the Lordling you were his, and now he was the rightful King, and had offered him the choice between bending the knee or having his tongue taken

When the Lord had attempted to protest, Euron had ordered one of his men to cut the mans tongue out.

He'd given the man a few moments to spit out the blood before offering him the choice between bending the knee or losing his head.

Unlucky for the Lord, he'd hesitated a moment too long. Euron had simply pointed out that had he gone back on his threats, no one would take it seriously again. The sight of him wielding this two handed Karen battle axe, was easily the most fearsome vision of a king. He was a true warrior and true to his word.

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The following day was your coronation. Your crown was golden, the spikes fashioned into antlers all the way around and a black kraken design in the middle.

Your dress was the same golden colour, cap sleeved, with an almost sheer long skirt, floating behind you softly, spiralling black patterns decorated the waist and shoulders and a laced back.

Euron stood beside you, wearing his crown and dressed almost entirely in dark clothing, but for a golden version of the cape he'd worn for your wedding. He was so handsome you felt like your heart would beat out of your chest.

"There's my beautiful queen," Euron offered his arm to you as you entered the hall. "Allow me,"

You smiled adoringly at him, clutching his arm, tightly as he lead you to the throne and sat you down, before moving to stand just beside you.

"I now proclaim Y/N of Houses Baratheon and Greyjoy, First of Her Name, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. And her husband, King Euron of House Greyjoy, First of His Name, King of the Seven Kingdoms , Lord Reaper of Pyke and Captain of the Fourteen Seas. Long may they reign."

"Long may they reign" the crowd repeated back.

You smiled and allowed a graceful wave to the people in the hall, before standing and extending your hand to Euron, who took it, kissed it and waved to the people with his free hand.

After the ceremony, a feast had followed and Euron had insisted you sit on his lap once the food was cleared. He said it was so the people could finally see a united King and Queen, but the knowing look in his eyes made it obvious he just wanted to be as close to you as possible so everyone knew you were his. Your Queensguard did not seem to pleased, but you brushed it off and cuddled into him even more so.

You obliged of course, and when the feast was over he practically pulled you to your new royal quarters. As the door shut, he worked his hands through your waist and buried kisses on your neck.

"My King." You cupped his face. "You said you had something to show me," your hands wound into his hair "Show me,"

Euron's face lit up and he untangled himself from you, taking you by the hand and leading you to the next room.