The North
The winds of war blew fiercely across Westeros as the War of the Five Kings consumed the realm. Robb Stark, the newly proclaimed King in the North, called his banners. After learning the news of his fathers death and angered even more by the fact that cersei used his sister to write a letter to him, asking for pledge to the throne. Lords from every corner of the North answered his call, pledging their swords to avenge his father, Ned Stark.
Robb led his army south, carefully strategizing every move. In a masterstroke, he outmaneuvered the Lannisters at the Battle of Whispering Wood, capturing Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. The victory was swift and decisive, shaking the foundations of Lannister power. He shocked even the people like tywin Lannister with his strategy and now holds the advantage in the war with Jamie the king slayer as his captive.
Far to the west, in the Iron Islands, Balon Greyjoy declared his intent to crown himself King of the Iron Islands. His son, Theon Greyjoy, who went to Iron islands thinking maybe his father would listen to him but ends up getting slapped back handed by his father infront of his sister, who by the way is fucking his own father. After struggling to get his thoughts together he ends up burning the letter which he was going to send it to rob as a warning. Now, eager to prove his worth, he led an attack on the North.
Theon seized Winterfell, taking advantage of Robb Stark's absence. However, his betrayal was met with resistance from the remaining Stark loyalists. The victory was hollow, as Theon's cruel treatment of the people of Winterfell and his desperate need for his father's approval began to unravel his hold on the castle.
Beyond the Wall
In the frozen expanse beyond the Wall, Jon Snow and the Night's Watch continued their expedition to find answers about the growing threat of the White Walkers. During a patrol, Jon captured Ygritte, a fiery red-haired wildling.
Despite her captivity, Ygritte's defiance intrigued Jon. She spoke of freedom and mocked his oaths, planting seeds of doubt about the rigid structures of the Night's Watch.
The tables soon turned when Jon was ambushed by wildlings and captured. Taken into their camp, Jon began to see the world from their perspective, setting the stage for a transformation he could not yet foresee.
Harrenhal and Arya's Survival
Meanwhile, Arya Stark found herself in Harrenhal, a castle of death and fear under Lannister control. Disguised as a lowly servant, she was chosen by Tywin Lannister himself to be his cupbearer. After escaping from Kings landing she ends up with the group of people who are supposed to go on the Night's watch but she ends up being captured by the Lannister gaurds halfway, with other bunch of people. Who were looking for bastard sun of Robert.
Tywin, ever the tactician, took a liking to Arya's sharp mind, though he did not know her true identity. One evening, as Tywin sipped his wine and spoke of history, he began a lecture about the power of dragons and their legacy.
"Dragons won Westeros," Tywin said, his voice calm but filled with conviction. "And the memory of their fire shaped the realms for generations."
Arya, her curiosity piqued, asked cautiously, "Do you think there are any dragons alive now, my lord?"
Tywin raised an eyebrow, studying her for a moment. "A fanciful notion," he said with a dismissive wave. "The last dragon died over a century ago. The world is ruled by men now, not beasts."
He resumed his lecture, leaving Arya to wonder if Tywin's certainty was misplaced.
As the War of the Five Kings raged on, alliances shifted, betrayals unfolded, and chaos spread across the Seven Kingdom. On Dragonstone Melisandre played naked on the table of seven kingdom as Stannis banged her, which was just the ploy for the magic. And soon after few days she went to the cave with ser Davos, where What Davos saw shocked him, with horror that he never seen anything like it, As Melisandre played naked with 9 months pregnant belly. A black shadow figure started to come out of her Vagina. Which soon turned out to be a full grown man figure and than vanished into the shadow. And soon that shadow ends up murdering Renly Baratheon in his tent on the order of Melissadre.
2 Days later
In the grand city of Pentos, the heart of the newly formed Imperium, Alex and Daenerys made an official announcement to their people. Standing on the royal balcony overlooking the bustling square, Daenerys addressed the crowd.
"In two weeks' time, your king and queen will be wed," she declared, her voice carrying a warmth that resonated with the gathered masses. "We wanted to celebrate this special occasion with our people as well, so From 2 weeks now on, Every year that day will be known as the first public holiday. Where everyone can relax and stay home with their families and enjoy. Of course it's different for the crucial services like army and doctors.
The people erupted in cheers. The news spread like wildfire, bringing joy to every corner of the city. To them, Alex and Daenerys were more than just rulers they were liberators who had transformed their lives in just over a year.
As the excitement grew, citizens began preparing gifts for the couple. Many, once living under the oppression of magistrates, now felt a deep gratitude for the life they enjoyed.
A day days later, Alex and Daenerys, accompanied by their personal guard, rode outside the city walls to visit Ancalagon. The massive dragon lounged on a hilltop, his black scales glinting under the sun.
When they approached, Ancalagon raised his head, his golden eyes locking onto them.
"Mother. Father," he rumbled, his deep voice now refined, forming perfect sentences without hesitation.
Alex smiled. "We've come to share news, my son."
Daenerys stepped forward. "Ancalagon, your father and I are to be married."
The dragon tilted his head, momentarily puzzled. "Married? What is that?"
Daenerys explained with patience, describing the union and its significance. Slowly, understanding dawned on Ancalagon's face.
"I see," he said finally, his voice a mix of warmth and pride. "Then I am happy for you both. You have my blessing, as your son."
Alex chuckled, resting a hand on the dragon's massive claw. "Thank you, Ancalagon." over the course of last 7 months Ancalagon can speak much better than before, now he doesn't spoken broken up sentences.
To ensure the wedding day would not be overwhelmed by a large crowd, Alex arranged for a day of gift-giving a week before the ceremony. On this day, the central square of Pentos was filled with citizens bringing offerings to honor their king and queen.
Alex and Daenerys sat on their thrones, flanked by their generals and Ser Barristan. Who had already presented their gifts to Their King and Queen. Soon Gifts were brought forth, inspected by guards for safety, and then presented.
One by one, people mostly rich merchants approached with gold, fine silks, rare jewels, and even heartfelt handmade items. Each gift was accepted with gratitude, the people's affection for their rulers evident in every gesture.
Among the crowd was a small girl, no older than eight, clutching a wooden figurine. Her clothes were simple, and her expression was unreadable. She stepped forward shyly, her tiny hands holding the carved item.
A guard took the figurine from her and began inspecting it. The little girl, however, did not wait for it to be presented. Without a word, she turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Ser Barristan, observing from the side, frowned. Something about her actions unsettled him. Why would a child leave before seeing her gift accepted?
As he pushed through the crowd to follow her, the guard inspecting the figurine suddenly screamed. The small wooden carving released a deadly acid, burning through the guard's armor and killing him instantly.
Panic erupted in the square. Soldiers and Unsullied quickly formed a protective circle around Alex and Daenerys, shielding them from any further threats.
Ser Barristan returned, his face grim. "I lost her," he admitted. "The girl vanished into the crowd."
Alex, his expression hardening, ordered, "Take us back to the palace immediately. Lock down the city gates. No one leaves Pentos until this is investigated."
Daenerys placed a hand on his arm. "We'll find out who did this."
In the dark alley of outskirts of pentos, a little girl stood, telling someone in the dark cloak that she failed because they were inspecting each and every single gift presented to the King and Queen before. The person in the Dark cloak didn't seem to like her answer, but he couldn't do anything. So he told the girl to lay low and don't get caught because soon the whole city will be under much strict control.
The royal couple was escorted back to the palace under heavy guard, the gift ceremony abruptly ended. Inside the palace walls, Alex and Daenerys convened with their generals and advisors.
"This was no mere child's act," Alex said coldly. "Someone sent her."
Raven nodded. "An enemy determined to see you fall."
"Find her, I want her Dead or alive" Alex lost his temper angered by fact that she escapes, but couldn't blame the soldiers because the enemy used magic to escape just like in the show.
As the palace guards doubled their watch, the Imperium's leaders began unraveling the mystery behind the assassination attempt, knowing they don't want to face the wrath of their King.