Chapter 62
- Sept of Baelor - High Septon's Personal Chambers -
The High Septon groaned as he felt his release leave his cock and into the whore's mouth with satisfaction. No one dared disturb him when he was here and even more when being visited by someone, namely whores, seeking "spiritual advice" or his "personal blessings" on delicate matters. Of course, the fat man for a High Septon usually visited the whores in brothels over them visiting him, but the issues with the Crown and King made his life stressful with little time to travel to his favorite places to "bless" the women there with his "holy light".
After paying the woman what he felt was a generous sum, even if it really was not, the fat High Septon ordered the whore away in a polite pious tone while stating the Seven had truly blessed the woman. Not that the High Septon cared since he only said it to make it seem like it was his right in receiving such a sinful act from such a woman without being judged by others if they ever saw him in such a manner.
After rearranging his robes so no one would know of the act just committed, the man left his chambers, feeling less stress while walking to meet his fellow brothers helping him with the issue of the dragon sitting on the Iron Throne. They had made little headway in regard to bringing down the Crown with their faith spear heading the faithful into the heart of the issues magic and dragons brought to their faith. Or the declaration by the King to allow other religions to establish themselves in the city so people could choose which Gods they wished to believe in.
Not to mention their coin, which up until recently, the Faith of the Seven had completely claimed as their own uncontested means of financial support. The more people who came to the High Sept. to received religious guidance gave coin to go with their prayers. It had made the High Septon and his associates, or rather the Faith of the Seven, extraordinarily rich to the extent it allowed those inside the supposedly holy place to enjoy the more questionable if not...sinful pleasures life had to offer.
Not to mention successfully bribing those who would find the pious leader actions and the actions of his fellow brothers morally questionable...until the small, yet heavy bag of gold dragons was in the hands of these men.
The High Septon's thoughts on this were interrupted when he heard what sounded like shouting and fighting nearby. Frowning, the fat man of the faith walked toward it with caution to ensure what was going on was simply an argument that had grown beyond what was intended.
Only to find what was happening to be more then just a simple out of control argument.
Men of the Faith Militant were arresting his fellow brothers, dragging them away kicking and screaming. Some of the Faith Militant were armed with various clubs and other types of weapons, which they used on the more determined Septons when facing resistance.
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You can't do this! We are followers of the Seven. The same as you! Take your hands off of us!
All of you have perverted the Faith of the Seven. You go into brothels and sin by laying down with the whores. You commit horrible acts on women and even children. You have defiled your position and it will not be tolerated any further.
You have no authority to do this to me! We are Septons of the Faith!
You are all sinners. And sinners face divine justice!
On whose authority do you challenge us?
The High Sparrow.
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Hearing enough, the High Septon ran as fast as his fat body could run while covered in his fine thick robes and jewelry that actually weighed him down. As he ran, the fat man could hear more of his fellow Septons being arrested by the Faith Militant that seemed to have stormed the High Sept of Baelor. Clearly, the High Sparrow had taken control of the Faith Militant they were commissioning to form against the King. How that happened, he could not say or know. The only thing that the High Septon did know right now, was all of his fellow brothers were being arrested for their on the side pleasures, which meant he was most certainly next.
The stories of the Faith Militant punishing the sinful were well known and the man was not about to be subjugated to such brutality. Not if he could help it.
Of course, the only thing the High Septon could do now at this point to avoid such things was to run and hide. Hide in his own personal chambers and barricade himself inside the room to prevent the Faith Militant from coming after him. Though he suspected it was only a matter of time before they came to his room and broke through his intended means of protection to come for him.
"Not so fun when you are the one being persecuted for your crimes, is it High Septon?" asked Aegon now appearing from the shadows to see the terrified fat man of the Seven Faith.
"You! You did this! You somehow allied yourself with the High Sparrow and the Faith Militant. You used your sorcery no doubt," the High Septon accused while pointing a fat chubby finger at the King.
"I did nothing of the sort. I merely made sure the High Sparrow was made aware of your various actions that were of a sinful nature, as well as the actions of your fellow brothers of the Seven Faith. What he chose to do with such information is not my concern," said Aegon with the High Septon glaring at him.
"You will pay for this. You and your ilk. The Faith Militant and the High Sparrow will come after your once they are done with me," said the High Septon with the sounds of footsteps now being heard outside of his door before loud banging noises were made against it.
"Yes. I'm sure they will try. But they will fail in the end. Just as you did," said Aegon before he vanished from the High Septon's sight.
And just before the door was destroyed and the Faith Militant came into the room.
"High Septon, the High Sparrow wishes to speak with you and discuss the sinful deeds you have committed against the Faith," said one of the Faith Militant members.
"You would take orders from him? Some poor peasant living in filthy robes on the street? Over me? A man appointed by the Seven to lead the faithful?!" the High Septon angrily demanded.
"We shall see just how faithful to the Seven you have been, if what we were told was in fact true about your sinful activities," replied the same Faith Militant soldier before his fellow Militant brothers had moved to grab the fat High Septon.
"No! No! You can't do this! I am the High Septon. In the name of the Seven, I order you to release me! It's the damn King you should be going after for his evil sorcery like ways. Not me!" protested the High Septon while the Faith Militant began dragging him away.