I am sorry for not uploading any chapters. And I can't promise you this didn't happen in future. I am student and that's why I didn't have much time to write new chapters. Hence I made my mind to not upload new chapters for a while and continue the story privately. I know many of you are disappointed but I realise that writing a (GOT) fanfiction is much harder compared to others. So I need time to write and complete this story. I don't know how much time it will take but it will be better to upload a chapters after completing this novel.
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I'd always hated the bleep test, I don't know why but it is clear to see that I'm not the only one. It was in the later stages where they had to run to meet each end, the drummer beside me was hitting his drum just slightly faster after each run. Already the number of runners were shortened and the rest were sitting at the sides catching their breath, the census takers (who I really need to come up with another name for) had the right to take people out and force them to stop for their own health, though only in the more extreme cases.
"Fuck me, 'ow are we meant to compete against that." I hear one of the men resting at the side mutter. You would of had to have been dim-witted to not know who he was talking about. "He's like the Mountain." Another said, "Could be his son for all we know." Someone scoffs behind them "Don't be fucking stupid, the Mountain will be celebrating his 20th nameday this year."
The recipient of their attention was still running and by the looks of it, he was not struggling at all. The first thing you notice about him would be his height. I had seen the Mountain once when he visited Casterly Rock and in comparison to his nearly 8ft tall stature, this person was just shy of 7ft. Where Clegane was thick and mostly muscle, this person was lean and thin and resembled more of a tree than anything.
"Who's he." I ask the census taker to my right. "His name is Orton, my Lord. apparently he doesn't know his birthday but its safe to say he's a man grown, he also works as a shipwright in Lannisport as well." he replies. The drums stop, turning both of our attentions back to the test. There stood Orton by himself, hands on his knees and breathing heavily, he must've outlasted the others and won.
"Well done Orton." The census taker said, "Go sit down and have a break, it would seem that the other group aren't finished doing their loaded carries yet." at that he nods his head and goes to sit down near the rest of the group. I got a better look at him when he stood up at full height. He possessed almost plain looks, dark brown hair and hooded eyes of the same colour, skin that has been coloured to a deep orange from time under the sun as well as sharp features, whether natural or from a lack of nutrition.
"How are we looking?" I ask Monty, he was going through all of the ledgers from the census takers ang looking over the information they had gathered. "Good." Monty replied, "Overall it would seem that the inexperienced participants did better than the experienced ones, which is surprising."
"Probably because the inexperienced are poor and live in the slums of Lannisport. They have a better incentive to people were more motivated, a lot of them succeed as they'll have a better quality of life if they do." I tell him. The exercise stations were a good idea and were easy to use. Most foot soldiers in Westeros never had any formal training, only the experience and lessons they would learn on a battlefield. That's why the Free Companies in Essos were fearsome, a constant force that fights for a living, especially the Golden Company, there's a reason they managed to kill so many during the War of the Ninepenny Kings.
Monty and I sort through the list of potential candidates. The administrators had not only done as I had asked but also mentioned any details they noticed about the persons themselves, giving us a good idea on their personalities and general behaviour. The potential recruits were sitting around the field in their same groups, munching on bread and cold meat whilst having a sip of the water we provided for them. Most of these people gave up a hard day of work to be here, giving them a meal is the least I could do.
'Overall we have managed to get some talented individuals who can not only become my personal guards but they will very important roles in the future.'
I order a few of my guards to tell everyone to line up again, still in their groups. I climbed atop one of the carts that brought in the food and turned my direction towards the groups. Opening the list of people Monty and I agreed on, I began to read out loud, "I AM ABOUT TO READ OUT THE NAMES OF THOSE THAT HAVE PASSED. IF YOU HAVE PASSED THEN STAY, IF YOUR NAME ISN'T CALLED OUT THEN YOU HAVE NOT PASSED AND YOU WILL LEAVE. FROM GROUP 1: WALDON, JOFF, BEN..."
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"How did they do, Sir Benedict" I ask
"Although I have seen many talented individuals in my life , but these 5 are extraordinary" Sir benedict said, as I gestured toward those five men. Because they are not only my guards but a very important individuals for House Lannister future.
"Good, but can you please overlook there training" I asked to Sir Benedict, As I thought he didn't responded. " Do you always want to be some unknown knight in the Casterly Rock" His eyes widened as he stare me, "Don't you have any ambition, don't you want to make name for your House. Think about it become the captain of my Guards, you will not regret my proposal."
'Even though I have recruited guards but they didn't have any real experience or any professional training. And recruiting any Lannister Soldier or Red cloak is dangerous, because they are loyal to my father. And for knights they are already very ambitious. That's why I want to recruit him to become my guard captain.
I was just thinking about this , suddenly Sir Benedict said "Ok, but I have a request". I smile as I hear this.
"Let's hear your request" I said to Sir Benedict.
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