Rickon prepared his blades.
Lyanna watched him from a chair.
" Can I come? " she asked.
Rickon looked at her and raised his eyebrows.
"Why? For entertainment?" he provoked.
The woman looked at him with contained fury.
"Do you think I can't fight?" She asked him annoyed.
Rickon nodded.
Lyanna stood up and punched him in the stomach.
The boy fell to the ground in pain.
"It was a joke, bear. Don't be like that" he told her.
She looked at him with a very annoyed furrowed eyebrow.
"I'm a Mormont, a woman of war," she said.
"You have no experience in war, you know that Dacey will not allow it," he told her approaching and sitting next to her.
Lyanna bit her lip in frustration.
"It's not fair," she informed him.
"War is not fair," he said.
She looked at him.
The boy was rarely so serious.
He looked at her curiously, it was the few moments they were alone, both of them at thirteen years old felt somewhat uncomfortable with the situation.
[T/N: oh, I completely forgot how young the kids still were. ew.]
The feelings.
But they were also excited by their experiences.
Rickon didn't let her be and kissed her lips calmly.
"I'll be back," he promised.
She looked at him and nodded.
"You better be, pup, or I'll go find you in Dorne myself"
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Robb watched as his men prepared in the ports of Volantis.
At first, he wasn't sure whether to take Talisa or leave her with her family for safety.
But he chose to take her, it was safer for her in the north or in the Riverlands under the gaze of the Starks.
"Well Lord Robb, I leave my daughter in your care" he heard his father-in-law say.
Robb nodded.
"We're sorry we can't stay longer," he said.
The old man nodded.
"Any news from the king?" Robb asked.
The old man shook his head.
"No, unfortunately, it seems that Qarth has better defenses than we thought" he reported.
Robb nodded.
He could see Jorah Mormont ordering men to carry heavy boxes to the ships.
Gold
Food
Weapons
Gifts from Volantis, or rather from Jon, for the wars in Westeros.
"We are ready" he heard his wife say.
And they both got onto the boat, and set sail a few minutes later.
Robb watched Talisa lay back as their baby slept.
"Do you want to talk?" she asked him.
He walked around her with a smile.
" Talk? I'd like to do other things" he told her.
Talisa raised an eyebrow.
"I'm serious, you heard the rumors, Margaery Tyrell," she said.
Robb sighed.
Oh, he had heard them.
But he couldn't confirm anything until he spoke to his father.
"My Father, he didn't tell me anything, I don't know what to tell you" he assured.
She nodded.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"An alliance with the Dominion would give us an entire kingdom, with plenty of food and gold," she told him.
"I'm not talking about politics," he said.
"What do you want me to say? Sharing my husband was not one of my ideas. The fact alone makes me angry, but I married you knowing that possibility" she said.
"You knew?" he asked incredulously.
"Of course, I'm a Volatina, my father may not have more than one wife, but if you think he doesn't have lovers, you're wrong," she said.
Robb looked at her uncomfortably.
She shrugged.
"My mother doesn't care, as long as he's here for her, but the Tyrells are different, I'm not going to give you up, share you, I don't have much of a choice, but I'm not going to give you up Robb," she said.
Robb sat down next to her.
"I will never leave you, I don't know what deal Father has with the Tyrells, but I love you, that will not change" He assured her.
"I'm sorry, I'm too emotional... I think Volantis left me a little sensitive" she whispered.
Robb kissed her.
She kissed back.
"Tell me you love me" she whispered.
"I love you" he sighed.
He lay down on her with great care.
She let herself lie back.
She didn't say anything about how he took off her clothes.
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Jon mercilessly attacked the approaching soldiers.
He had his blood aura activated.
Jon considered it one of his best abilities, at least the one he used the most in battle so far. He didn't have the two upgrades yet, but this ability made your opponents be affected by the blood spell, and they lose health per second, it couldn't be avoided.
The boy didn't even need to hit them, as soon as his sword collided with their weapons, armor, or shields, the ability would activate.
It was very useful, as it dealt damage quickly, exhausting his enemies in seconds, and finishing them off quickly.
At his side, his great army charged the enemies. In addition to those he brought from Valyria, he had no choice but to continue summoning a few more platoons, due to the losses he suffered in the battles against Qarth.
But even with all those forces.
There wasn't much he could do without destroying the shields.
Jon was sure it was a shield that required many human sacrifices to maintain.
If they were to attack for a couple of weeks, it would disappear.
But the sacrifices were also citizens of Qarth.
Jon was worried about that.
He did not come to participate in the massacre of citizens, he came to dominate Qarth.
He came for his righteousness.
His revenge.
"But I won't sacrifice civilians to get it" he muttered.
His only option was to destroy the shield.
Dragons could do it.
Right now he could summon one more dragon knight than he had helping his men.
The problem was that even if the dragons could destroy the shield. It was dangerous.
The dragon fire would also ravage the city.
The civilians, nobles, soldiers, and the magical objects.
In simple words.
He was between a rock and a hard place.
He saw two mercenaries approaching.
He was furious.
The first one fell to the ground from the blow to his sword, whether due his power or Blood magic.
The second was pierced in a second by his sword.
He turned to see the other man standing up in pain.
"Aura of the elements" he whispered.
The sword burst into flames and pierced him, causing him to burn. He felt a glow in his eyes and arrived at the white room.
He looked at Arya there.
"Hello, how are you?" she asked.
"Qarth is troublesome," he said.
The girl smiled at him.
"Why do you look happy?" he asked.
She blushed.
"Oh, what now, tell me," he asked her.
She shook her head.
"Later. When we really see each other" she promised him.
Jon smiled, and walked over to the computer.
{Name: Jon Snow
Title: King of Valyria/ King of Volantis/ King of the Dragons
Skill Points:11
Level: 58 (0/186000)
Health: 5900/5900
Mana: 5850/5850
Attributes: Elite
Skills: 2
Swordsmanship Level: 8
Summoning Magic Level: 8
Do you want to spend eight skill points and get the first upgrade of the swordsmanship skill at level 8?
Yes/No}
Jon pressed yes.
{Swordsmanship Level: 8
This skill still has an upgrade.
Cost: 100 mana.
Aura of blood: Causes your opponents to be affected by the blood spell, they lose health per second, it cannot be avoided.
Upgrade 1: Dismembers the limbs it hits, increasing blood status x 2.}
Jon nodded before leaving.
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Cat and Ned still didn't believe what Arya told them.
His daughter, the she-wolf, announced her engagement to Robert's bastard son, who presented himself to them as the next lord of the Storm Bastion.
They didn't know what to think.
Ned honestly didn't think anyone could win Arya over, he thought her too free to be tied down to a commitment.
He looked at Gendry and can't help but mistake him for Robert.
He had seen him at King's Landing, working in a blacksmith's shop.
He could do nothing but congratulate them.
Catelyn would have preferred a non-bastard, but the fact that he would be made the Baratheon heir scored points with her.
And honestly, Arya looked happy with the big boy, something Catelyn never thought she would see.
The woman watched as her children grew up.
Robb married with one son.
[T/N: agh.]
Sansa married and a queen, or at least when they conquer King's Landing and crown Aegon she would be.
Bran married and possibly with a second wife.
Rickon announced his engagement to Lyanna Mormont a few days ago.
And now Arya.
' They're big now,' she thought.
Although Rickon was not yet thirteen.
[T/N: AGH!!!]
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Tywin listened attentively to the informant.
"Sunspear taken, Starfields too, the Yronwood are still fighting but they are under control," he said.
The old lion nodded.
"What was the Starks' reaction?" he asked.
"As far as we know, they are preparing a fleet" he heard.
Tywin nodded.
Myrcella arrived a few days ago, she didn't leave the room.
Tywin didn't really care, but the girl might be able to give them information.
On the other hand.
Tywin thought she wouldn't know anything.
He would be angry about the situation.
' She looks like her mother,' the annoyed man thought.
He shook his head.
"Give them the orders to prepare for the Starks," he said.
The informant nodded.
"They won't be able to defeat the north," he said.
Tywin shrugs.
"It gives us time to prepare ourselves, Dorne is a small sacrifice," he said.
"Will you sacrifice an entire kingdom? " he asked.
"The only kingdom that matters is the West," Tywin said.
He nodded and left the place.
Another man entered.
"Lord Tywin" he greeted.
"Euron, is everything ready?" he asked.
"I will leave immediately, we have confirmed that Olenna has joined Ned Stark, and with Queen Margaery in the North, it is a matter of time" he informed.
The old lion nodded.
"Destroy every house in the domain that protects the Tyrells" he finished.
Euron bowed in greeting before leaving.
"A Lannister always pays his debts" he muttered.
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Oberyn watched as the horses prepared themselves.
They were able to reach Yunkai by boat.
But the battles between the former slave cities and Yiti prevented the passage of ships.
He had to reach Meeren on foot, or on horseback.
The fifty men he brought were supplied with weapons and horses for traveling.
He was worried about being late.
He had no information.
"Father, you can't continue like this. I know it worries you, but we can't do anything until we reach Meeren" Nymeria informed coldly.
"I hope Valyria helps us," he told her.
Nymeria looked at him.
"They will, Rhaenys is our blood, even if they play hard to get, the Sand Snakes will pay any price to the king if he helps us" she informed.
Oberyn looked at her curiously.
"That way of speaking reminds me of Tyene," he said.
She shrugged.
"Anything for Dorne," she said.
"It won't be necessary, the king is just," said Obara pointing to her silver spear.
A gift from the king of Valyria the last time they were here.
Without another word, they rode off on their horses toward Meeren.
[T/N: This chapter has reminded me of how young people got together in the past, makes sense seeing as most people didn't live past 20, but still.]
[T/N: Fuck Patreon, truly. You have probably read it in my note, but I got hacked or something, and my account was deactivated without warning.
I did not receive a warning or anything; there was over 300 chapters.
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