Robb looked at his wife who raised an eyebrow.
"What?" he asked.
" First Val...Now Dacey, Who's next, Cersei? " she asked.
"It's not exactly my fault... Val, I didn't know her and Dacey's habits, she's been with me since I left Winterfell " the boy defended himself slightly.
The Queen of the North looked towards her husband with her arms crossed.
"That's your excuse. Look, Robb, there is a limit to how far I can go, I can accept Val, even Dacey, if you marry her correctly," she said.
"She doesn't want to get married," Robb intervened.
"I can even accept another wife for an alliance, in order to prevent another red wedding...But my love, if this continues, I'm leaving" She clarified, ignoring the boy.
Robb sighed as he watched her leave.
Another night sleeping alone, he's not crazy enough to ask Val or Dacey to come with him, if Talisa finds out that his night of retraining was spent having sex, the consequences would be terrible.
"Gods, I'd rather fight with Ramsay than this," he muttered.
The door opened and his wife stuck her head out.
"Did you say something?" she asked.
Robb shook his head.
She looked at him and with a raised eyebrow left.
"How scary... Talisa is scary," he said, terrified.
The door slammed.
"Yes?" He asked cautiously.
"Your majesty, the men have arrived," a soldier reported.
"Very well, bring him, " he said.
He waited a few seconds and he saw Theon.
"Leave us," he said.
The soldiers left.
"Will you execute me?" he asked.
Robb looked at him.
"Go," he said.
"What? "Theon asked.
"The guards have orders not to stop you, you have a horse with food waiting for you...I don't want to see you again...Go away"
[T/N: This was the best decicion.]
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Jon rode out of the gates of Meeren on horseback with his army.
He had already practiced what he would say to Drogo with Missandei.
He inched closer to being about twenty feet from the Dothraki. Beside him with a satisfied look was Viserys.
"Mercenary, long time no see," said the beggar king.
"Silence," Jon said.
Viserys blinked. His fury dominated him.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" he shouted.
"Silence," Jon repeated.
And he ignores Viserys.
"Jorah," Jon greeted.
"Jon," he greeted.
"Now I am king," he told him.
"I found out, congratulations," said Jorah.
"Thank you, you had fun with my bear," he asked.
Jorah rolled his eyes as he remembered the animal.
"I never understood how you did it," he said.
Jon smiled.
"I guess you'll know soon," he said and turned to see the Khal. He was muscular, with black hair and eyes.
"I am Khal Drogo, Khal of Khals, the one who rides the great steed," Jon heard in Dothraki.
"You are nothing more than a pony with desires for greatness," Jon said.
Drogo glared at him.
"My wife," he said.
"She is not here, Daenerys is my wife, and I am the king of Valyria, Astapor, Yunkai, and Meeren," Jon said.
"I am the one who brings ruin, the liberator, I am the one who puts the slavers to the sword and I break the slaves' chains. You have lived with dreams of greatness, little pony, but the dreams are over, I am the reality, the harsh and cruel reality," he said.
"Your city will burn, your people will be slaves, your wife will be my wife," Drogo said.
Scorpions came out of the ground and circled and jumped towards Drogo. This surprised man almost fell off his horse.
But Jon snapped his fingers.
The scorpions remained motionless.
Drogo saw him with surprise, Viserys had his mouth on the ground. Jorah furrowed an eyebrow.
"Others call me the trainer...But little pony, I am not someone without sympathy, I will offer you a deal" he said.
Drogo looked at him.
"You have until the new tomorrow arrives...You must flee from here, leave your slaves and him" He points out to Viserys " If you do, you will be able to save your life and I will allow you to take your steeds, if not, you will die, your horsemen of blood will die, and you will be remembered as nothing more than a little colt who never could trot," Jon finished.
Without saying anything else, he turned around with his men.
"Until the morning comes, Dothraki. Don't forget," Drogo heard the man entering the city.
Without saying more he turned around.
Jon was still riding his horse through the city.
"Was it a good idea? Even I wouldn't try to threaten a Dothraki with forty thousand followers," said Daario.
Jon nodded.
"But it will be their downfall, the Dothraki are strong without a doubt, but they easily fall into chaos after seeing their Khal fall."
"He looked strong," the mercenary warned.
"Strength isn't everything," Jon said.
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Bran looked at the one they called the mad king.
"Burn it! Burn it! Burn it! " he shouted while a man burned in Valyrian fire and another was strangled in a torture machine trying to save him.
"You will pay for it! You will pay for it! The Starks will be your downfall! Your whole house will fall! " exclaimed the burning man.
"Grandpa," Brandon whispered.
"His madness was his weakness, and your grandfather's pride was his," the boy heard.
"How were they going to stop it? Did the king have all the power? " Bran said.
The image changed.
"Tywin betrayed me, use the Valyrian fire, burn the whole damn city...NOW" the king shouted again.
A young man behind him with blonde hair and golden armor pulled out his sword.
"The Kingslayer," he whispered.
"Nice nickname for someone who saved the city," said the crow.
Bran said nothing.
"His pride in him, Stark pride, the curse of your grandfather and father," he told him.
Bran lowered his head.
"What good is this? Father died, the mad king is dead," he said.
The image changed and this time he saw another king, he was younger and he remembered him when he was in Winterfell.
"Joffrey," he said.
The king drank and insulted others as if he were at a party in the middle of the meeting.
The image changed.
This time he was a well-known northerner.
"Robb?" he whispered.
"We will attack quickly and without mercy, we have fewer men but we are braver and more powerful, the bastard will fall," said the boy.
"His madness in him... His pride in him" repeated the three-eyed crow.
"This is the future, right? Why the future? It was always the past," Bran asked.
"They are approaching," the crow said.
"Who?" Bran asked.
A new image appeared in his mind, this time they were dead, thousands of dead, in front of them, a white walker surrounded by others, he had a crown of ice on his head.
"The king of the night," he whispered.
Said king turned and his gaze hit Bran.
The image disappeared.
"Are they coming here?" Bran asked.
The crow nodded.
"Why don't we run away?" he said.
"Your training is not over," the crow explained.
Bran felt a bright light cut him off as he stepped out of the memory and into the white room.
He headed to the computer.
{Congratulations you have leveled up!
You have two skill points to spend.}
The boy pressed exit.
He levitated away, reached the garden and Meera saw him.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"They're coming here," he said.
"The dead?" she asked.
Bran nodded.
"I see, prepare things," Meera said.
Bran took her hand.
"I have to finish training," he told her.
Meera nodded.
"You will," she whispered.
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In Volantis the masters had hired the golden company.
"Khal Drogo must already be in Meeren," one said.
"The king had better be dead by the time we get back," said the other.
"And the city destroyed," said the other.
"And what?" he asked.
"Why hire mercenaries to capture a destroyed city?" he said.
"The golden company is the elite of mercenary companies, with them we will take the crumbs left by the Dothraki, then we will conquer Yunkai and Asaptor...And finally Valyria" he said.
"Valyria? Will you betray the leader of the elephants?" asked the other.
"Betray? What are you talking about? Have we never been allies? He helps us for his own good, besides Valyria is not his " said the master.
"And the golden company, do you agree?" the master whispered.
"Hehehe, how do you think I convinced them to help me, his reward is also in Valyria, but they need more mercenaries, Yunkai and Astapor will give us that," he said.
"We will leave immediately," they heard a mercenary tell them.
They nodded.
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Khal Drogo looked at the campfire.
"That man is dead," he said, his blood brothers nodded.
"We will destroy his stone houses, we will rape his women, and I will have my Khaleesi," he said.
Jorah listened to everything and translated for Viserys.
He was smiling madly.
"That guy will die this time, there will be no bear to save him," the beggar king whispered.
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Jon was lying on his bed trying to get some sleep before the battle.
"Ser Barristan could go with you," Danny whispered in his ear.
"No, he will stay to take care of you," he told her.
Danny hugged him. And she climbed on top of him lying down.
"Don't die," she whispered.
Jon smiled at her.
"Don't be afraid, I am strong"He said with an arrogant smile.
The girl smiled.
"I'm serious," she whispered in his ear.
Jon hugged her.
"How about you fulfill your duties?" he provoked.
Danny raised an eyebrow and noticed her husband's hands reached her buttocks, and squeezed them tightly.
"Tomorrow you have to fight and you want us to make love," she said.
Jon nodded with the same smile.
"You're impossible," his wife laughed.
"Avy jorr? elan," he said in high Valyrian.
[T/N: Ah...I thought this was a mistake, till I read further, we can see it means I love you, or something along that line.]
She smiled.
"I love you too," she said, taking off her nightgown.
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Jon was preparing his horse.
"His majesty," the boy heard.
Ser Barristan had arrived.
"Let me guess, Danny wants to see the battle from the towers," he said.
The guard smiled.
"Women," he whispered.
"She said maybe it's better for me to join," he said.
Jon denied.
"No, your ability is legendary in itself, that's why I prefer you to be protecting Daenerys," he said.
The guard nodded.
"There is a red ship in the port, Ser Barristan. It's the fastest in my fleet, if this doesn't go well, and we fall, take Danny to Valyria in it, the sailors are soldiers who pretend to be merchants," the boy said.
"That's how it will be," the guard said.
Jon laughed.
"Don't be afraid, you don't liberate three slave cities without a plan, I don't plan to attack an army of forty thousand without another," Jon finished.
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Sansa was leading the army without fear.
"Are you ready?" she asked.
Her sister smiled at her.
"This time you won't beat me," she told her.
Sanas smiled.
"We'll see"
[T/N: 1# I think the above is between Arya and Sansa. 2# WHOA! That was quite cool what Jon did with the scorpions! If you like this chapter then leave a comment, write a review, and drop some stones. If you want to read a few advanced chapters then check out the P@treon or the Ko-fi. It's well over 20+ chapters ahead!]
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