A Rose of Summer in a Land of Winter [RWBY/ASOIAF]
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7 - The King is Dead, Part 2
ryuan
From Zero to Hero!
"Hmm, I can't help but think I'm missing something", I said to Jaime while lounging on a chair on the throne room. "Anything came up to mind?"
The kingsguard shrugged. "Well, there's still one of Brandon Stark friends in the dark cells rotting there. I think his name is Ethan Glover."
"Really?" I said surprised at the news, my old man memories said nothing about it, "well then, take him out of the cell and let him see a healer. I will bring some warm soup to him later."
"The Witch who stormed the Red Keep and slew a hundred men before taking down the mad king serving soup to a former prisoner", remarked Jaime dryly, " what the world had came to."
"What a charming, bright personality you have", I replied in kind, "anything else I might be forgetting?"
"Since when I became your aide?"
I just stared at him, raising an eyebrow and daring him to say anything.
"... the city watch won't rise against you, and as you already know Elia decided to stay in the castle and risk her luck instead of facing your immediate wrath."
"Good", I nodded, "running away will only make her die tired. I'm sure I can convince Robert to be merciful enough not to kill her and her children. She is after all as much a victim of the war as anyone else here."
"I wish I had your optimism Witch."
I dismissed him before going to the kitchen to get something for myself. I wouldn't hold against some people to try and poison my food, and while I give myself good odds to survive most poisons due to aura healing I don't want to try my luck with it yet, so I'm going to make my own food.
A simple dish with vegetables and some slices of salted meat on a pan and I had my lunch before I went over a mental inventory.
Varys I couldn't do much at the time, because then people would ask why I singled him out of all people to kill and I didn't wanted to kill the rest to cover up. Killing during battle is one thing, but I rather not take the habit of killing people in cold blood like that.
I couldn't send a raven to Storm End since Stannis would require the signature of his own brother to be sure of the situation on the war. Still things will probably go according to my old man memories, better most likely.
Still talking with Jaime made the feeling that I was still forgetting something return.
...
"OH SHIT THE WILDFIRE!!!"
~~O~~
It was good enough that some nobles still in the court were the kind of opportunistic sycophants that they took my lead and helped me project force across the city, and I was glad that Jaime took charge of the city watch alongside the pyromancers to take care of the caches of magical FOOF scattered across the city. Jaime came back extremely pale afterwards.
"Even if nobody lit off the wildfire, if forgotten it would be only a matter of time before that damn thing ignited on it's own." He said once he finished cleaning the wildfire a couple of days later, "good foresight on that one."
"I assumed that Aerys would want to spite the rebellion leaders by burning down King's Landing. He was called Mad King after all, I wouldn't put something like that past him."
Jaime nodded. "Elia gives her thanks for saving the city and the lives of everyone."
"She's welcome." I told him before sighing. "I just wish Robert arrived sooner. You said your father would soon come?"
"Yes", he said with a grin nod, "hopefully my father won't try to seek revenge for the death of the Mad King, or something equally asinine. Granted the king wasn't his favorite person due to the whole me being an hostage thing, but you never know with father what kind of scheme he have in mind."
"Ser Jaime", said a soldier entering the throne room and once seeing me he hesitated, "we can see the Lannister army on the horizon."
I palmed my face at those news. Great, just what I need, a big distraction to allow for Varys shenanigans. Should have killed the man earlier. I still can if I rush.
~~O~~
"Halt, who goes there?" I asked to the messenger who came to the gates.
"I'm a messenger from Lord Tywin. His Banner number more than ten thousand, we request safe passage to the capital."
"The Mad King is dead", I told the messenger, "I killed him myself. Swear allegiance for the rebels alliance and wait for them there, outside the city. When they arrive you can parley with them."
"The Mad King is dead?" He said in surprise.
"Yes, I killed him myself. Do keep up, would you? Now get back to your liege Lord and tell him the news."
I ended up playing messenger tag most of the day until I brought Jaime himself to talk sense to his father, even if they never meet face to face.
Let's just say that Tywin was very skeptical of my claims even with Jaime's backing.
"And I tell you again that you can wait for Robert and Ned's arrival to swear allegiance to them outside the walls. It's not like I don't trust you Lannisters, but I don't trust you Lannisters."
"You just said it wasn't like you didn't trust us!"
"It's a figure of speech!" I yelled in frustration, "Just tell Tywin the Witch of the Riverlands holds King's Landing for Robert Baratheon damn it!"
I turned back to meet with Jaime. "Think your father will finally get it?"
He shook his head. "You don't know my father."
~~O~~
"The Witch of the Riverlands?" Said Tywin in his command tent outside the walls. "Never heard of her. Must be a northern lady, they do have their own warrior women just like the dornish. How many men do you think her banners have?"
"My Lord", said the knight, "as far as rumors goes, she's not commanding an army. It's just a single woman."
Tywin frowned. "A single woman infiltrated the Red Keep and killed the King? I didn't knew the rebels had the funds to acquire the services of the Faceless Men." That was a miscalculation on his part, thought the Lannister Lord. "If that's the case there's no reason not to speculate that they have access to larger sellsword companies at their disposal. Getting into the city now is more vital than ever." He said to his brother and aide Kevan Lannister.
"Tywin", said Kevan a bit unsure, "I heard things from some of the soldiers that escaped the Stoney Sept. Something about a Witch that reaped their numbers like the Stranger himself, impervious to arrows and swords, who would appear and disappear just as easily after extracting her price in blood."
"And next you will tell me this 'witch' commands an army of snarks and grumkins", growled Tywin. "We must enter the city and take it for ourselves. With the death of Rhaegar and the death of Aerys it is the only way for us to be on the good graces of the rebels. We must have some leverage for it."
"Is it so bad", tried Kevan, "to merely bend the knee to Robert? Storm End is also being besieged by he Tyrells, if we lend our strength he will certainly look at us favorably."
"That won't be enough. I have plans that require us to be on the good graces of the most likely to take up the crown after this is all done. Our army is fresh, but relatively minor compared with the rebels, if we join them we will be at best a welcome help, but not a vital one."
Now was Kevan's turn to frown, "then what do you suggest? Your thoughts on this matter aside, the people inside the walls, even your son, think she is genuine that's why she's holding it even if she's a single person. Besides if you take the city by treachery the Witch will tell Robert of what you did."
"Then we have to kill that witch."
~~O~~
"Why I'm not surprised", I deadpanned as I heard the news of Tywin entering after someone opened the gates and immediately starting to sack the city.
"Damn it father! Robert's army isn't too far away either, the ships saw them approaching! This will be a bloodbath!"
I sighed, "nothing can change that now. Jaime, stay here with a group os soldiers and defend the princess and the children. I will try and put a stop to this."
"Alone?"
"Hmm, you're right, the city is larger than Stoney Sept after all. Lots of places to spread the troops. Still I will see what I can do. What your father looks like? Don't worry I won't kill him."
Once more Jaime hesitated, before replying. "Bald, bushy side-whiskers and green eyes. He usually wears deep crimson armor highlighted with gold and a gold cape."
"Got it, perhaps him being held prisoner will make the army outside stop this foolishness. By the way, I'm going to try and send some people here later to protect them from the sack, and you're in charge. See ya."
~~O~~
"Burn down everything!" Yelled a Lannister soldier as he saw his men steal, kill and rape to their heart's content. "Leave no stone unturned!"
"What's that?" Asked another soldier, and he saw a woman in some strange dress and leathers combination wearing a white cloak. Before he could utter another word however his vision split in two, and the two halves of his head hit the ground at the same time.
In a flurry of white petals, more and more soldiers fell down in a gory fashion.
"Find the city watch! Go to the Red Keep! Tell them the Witch of the Riverlands sent you!" She yelled as she passed through the smallfolk she saved.
Bringing salvation and death whenever she walked, the streets became white and red as the Bloody Rose passed through them.
~~O~~
"Ser Gregor, look!" Said Ser Amory Lorch as they approached the castle. They saw a woman with a white cloak coming at them from the distance. "I think that's the witch we're supposed to kill."
"Pretty", said Gregor, "I will stuff her full with my cock before strangling her with my own hands."
"Oh", said a feminine voice from behind him, "care to repeat that?"
Gregor turned behind him, and saw the cloaked woman that was far away now right at his face. Before he could react further however she swung her blade lightning fast. An instant later his body started to fall into smaller pieces as blood pooled on the ground.
"Seven hells!"
That was the last thing Ser Amory Lorch said before his head fell off on the ground.
~~O~~
"TYWIN!!!" I yelled as I finally found him. "Come here you coward!"
Of course I said that mostly as an intimidation factor since I was coming to him myself. Cutting down soldiers and knights alike, I made a beeline towards Tywin without pausing or showing any effort against the waves upon waves of bodies being thrown at me.
He drew his sword and came to me alongside a few of his soldiers. I knew he wanted to run away, but I left him no option to run but through me. Not wanting to wast any more time as I had already demoralized enough the nearby soldiers and knights. In an instant I was in front of him and I kneed him on the stomach in my signature non-lethal subduing move, before placing my blade at his neck.
"Call off your army, or Casterly Rock will have a new Lord." I drew some blood from his neck, before he calmed himself from the coughing fit and through gritted teeth he nodded.
"Kevan", he said to a knight also fallen on the ground, "tell the soldiers to stop the sack."
"At once", Keven answered, shaken at my sight.
"As for you", I said while grabbing at him by the scruff of his neck, "you're coming with me."
With a twist of his arm I brought him back to the Red Keep, parading him to the soldiers as he issued the officers to stop the sack. It was a good thing I targeted more the soldiers than the officers this time around, both because it was them doing the blunt of the sacking and raping, and because it left people to give command to stop this madness.
Once in the castle I brought him to the dungeons, with instructions to treat him well since I'm not into torturing people, no matter how much I think they deserve it.
After order was finally restored I grabbed some food for myself and waited for the arrival of the rebel army. Robert can't come sooner to fix things.
The kingsguard shrugged. "Well, there's still one of Brandon Stark friends in the dark cells rotting there. I think his name is Ethan Glover."
"Really?" I said surprised at the news, my old man memories said nothing about it, "well then, take him out of the cell and let him see a healer. I will bring some warm soup to him later."
"The Witch who stormed the Red Keep and slew a hundred men before taking down the mad king serving soup to a former prisoner", remarked Jaime dryly, " what the world had came to."
"What a charming, bright personality you have", I replied in kind, "anything else I might be forgetting?"
"Since when I became your aide?"
I just stared at him, raising an eyebrow and daring him to say anything.
"... the city watch won't rise against you, and as you already know Elia decided to stay in the castle and risk her luck instead of facing your immediate wrath."
"Good", I nodded, "running away will only make her die tired. I'm sure I can convince Robert to be merciful enough not to kill her and her children. She is after all as much a victim of the war as anyone else here."
"I wish I had your optimism Witch."
I dismissed him before going to the kitchen to get something for myself. I wouldn't hold against some people to try and poison my food, and while I give myself good odds to survive most poisons due to aura healing I don't want to try my luck with it yet, so I'm going to make my own food.
A simple dish with vegetables and some slices of salted meat on a pan and I had my lunch before I went over a mental inventory.
Varys I couldn't do much at the time, because then people would ask why I singled him out of all people to kill and I didn't wanted to kill the rest to cover up. Killing during battle is one thing, but I rather not take the habit of killing people in cold blood like that.
I couldn't send a raven to Storm End since Stannis would require the signature of his own brother to be sure of the situation on the war. Still things will probably go according to my old man memories, better most likely.
Still talking with Jaime made the feeling that I was still forgetting something return.
...
"OH SHIT THE WILDFIRE!!!"
~~O~~
It was good enough that some nobles still in the court were the kind of opportunistic sycophants that they took my lead and helped me project force across the city, and I was glad that Jaime took charge of the city watch alongside the pyromancers to take care of the caches of magical FOOF scattered across the city. Jaime came back extremely pale afterwards.
"Even if nobody lit off the wildfire, if forgotten it would be only a matter of time before that damn thing ignited on it's own." He said once he finished cleaning the wildfire a couple of days later, "good foresight on that one."
"I assumed that Aerys would want to spite the rebellion leaders by burning down King's Landing. He was called Mad King after all, I wouldn't put something like that past him."
Jaime nodded. "Elia gives her thanks for saving the city and the lives of everyone."
"She's welcome." I told him before sighing. "I just wish Robert arrived sooner. You said your father would soon come?"
"Yes", he said with a grin nod, "hopefully my father won't try to seek revenge for the death of the Mad King, or something equally asinine. Granted the king wasn't his favorite person due to the whole me being an hostage thing, but you never know with father what kind of scheme he have in mind."
"Ser Jaime", said a soldier entering the throne room and once seeing me he hesitated, "we can see the Lannister army on the horizon."
I palmed my face at those news. Great, just what I need, a big distraction to allow for Varys shenanigans. Should have killed the man earlier. I still can if I rush.
~~O~~
"Halt, who goes there?" I asked to the messenger who came to the gates.
"I'm a messenger from Lord Tywin. His Banner number more than ten thousand, we request safe passage to the capital."
"The Mad King is dead", I told the messenger, "I killed him myself. Swear allegiance for the rebels alliance and wait for them there, outside the city. When they arrive you can parley with them."
"The Mad King is dead?" He said in surprise.
"Yes, I killed him myself. Do keep up, would you? Now get back to your liege Lord and tell him the news."
I ended up playing messenger tag most of the day until I brought Jaime himself to talk sense to his father, even if they never meet face to face.
Let's just say that Tywin was very skeptical of my claims even with Jaime's backing.
"And I tell you again that you can wait for Robert and Ned's arrival to swear allegiance to them outside the walls. It's not like I don't trust you Lannisters, but I don't trust you Lannisters."
"You just said it wasn't like you didn't trust us!"
"It's a figure of speech!" I yelled in frustration, "Just tell Tywin the Witch of the Riverlands holds King's Landing for Robert Baratheon damn it!"
I turned back to meet with Jaime. "Think your father will finally get it?"
He shook his head. "You don't know my father."
~~O~~
"The Witch of the Riverlands?" Said Tywin in his command tent outside the walls. "Never heard of her. Must be a northern lady, they do have their own warrior women just like the dornish. How many men do you think her banners have?"
"My Lord", said the knight, "as far as rumors goes, she's not commanding an army. It's just a single woman."
Tywin frowned. "A single woman infiltrated the Red Keep and killed the King? I didn't knew the rebels had the funds to acquire the services of the Faceless Men." That was a miscalculation on his part, thought the Lannister Lord. "If that's the case there's no reason not to speculate that they have access to larger sellsword companies at their disposal. Getting into the city now is more vital than ever." He said to his brother and aide Kevan Lannister.
"Tywin", said Kevan a bit unsure, "I heard things from some of the soldiers that escaped the Stoney Sept. Something about a Witch that reaped their numbers like the Stranger himself, impervious to arrows and swords, who would appear and disappear just as easily after extracting her price in blood."
"And next you will tell me this 'witch' commands an army of snarks and grumkins", growled Tywin. "We must enter the city and take it for ourselves. With the death of Rhaegar and the death of Aerys it is the only way for us to be on the good graces of the rebels. We must have some leverage for it."
"Is it so bad", tried Kevan, "to merely bend the knee to Robert? Storm End is also being besieged by he Tyrells, if we lend our strength he will certainly look at us favorably."
"That won't be enough. I have plans that require us to be on the good graces of the most likely to take up the crown after this is all done. Our army is fresh, but relatively minor compared with the rebels, if we join them we will be at best a welcome help, but not a vital one."
Now was Kevan's turn to frown, "then what do you suggest? Your thoughts on this matter aside, the people inside the walls, even your son, think she is genuine that's why she's holding it even if she's a single person. Besides if you take the city by treachery the Witch will tell Robert of what you did."
"Then we have to kill that witch."
~~O~~
"Why I'm not surprised", I deadpanned as I heard the news of Tywin entering after someone opened the gates and immediately starting to sack the city.
"Damn it father! Robert's army isn't too far away either, the ships saw them approaching! This will be a bloodbath!"
I sighed, "nothing can change that now. Jaime, stay here with a group os soldiers and defend the princess and the children. I will try and put a stop to this."
"Alone?"
"Hmm, you're right, the city is larger than Stoney Sept after all. Lots of places to spread the troops. Still I will see what I can do. What your father looks like? Don't worry I won't kill him."
Once more Jaime hesitated, before replying. "Bald, bushy side-whiskers and green eyes. He usually wears deep crimson armor highlighted with gold and a gold cape."
"Got it, perhaps him being held prisoner will make the army outside stop this foolishness. By the way, I'm going to try and send some people here later to protect them from the sack, and you're in charge. See ya."
~~O~~
"Burn down everything!" Yelled a Lannister soldier as he saw his men steal, kill and rape to their heart's content. "Leave no stone unturned!"
"What's that?" Asked another soldier, and he saw a woman in some strange dress and leathers combination wearing a white cloak. Before he could utter another word however his vision split in two, and the two halves of his head hit the ground at the same time.
In a flurry of white petals, more and more soldiers fell down in a gory fashion.
"Find the city watch! Go to the Red Keep! Tell them the Witch of the Riverlands sent you!" She yelled as she passed through the smallfolk she saved.
Bringing salvation and death whenever she walked, the streets became white and red as the Bloody Rose passed through them.
~~O~~
"Ser Gregor, look!" Said Ser Amory Lorch as they approached the castle. They saw a woman with a white cloak coming at them from the distance. "I think that's the witch we're supposed to kill."
"Pretty", said Gregor, "I will stuff her full with my cock before strangling her with my own hands."
"Oh", said a feminine voice from behind him, "care to repeat that?"
Gregor turned behind him, and saw the cloaked woman that was far away now right at his face. Before he could react further however she swung her blade lightning fast. An instant later his body started to fall into smaller pieces as blood pooled on the ground.
"Seven hells!"
That was the last thing Ser Amory Lorch said before his head fell off on the ground.
~~O~~
"TYWIN!!!" I yelled as I finally found him. "Come here you coward!"
Of course I said that mostly as an intimidation factor since I was coming to him myself. Cutting down soldiers and knights alike, I made a beeline towards Tywin without pausing or showing any effort against the waves upon waves of bodies being thrown at me.
He drew his sword and came to me alongside a few of his soldiers. I knew he wanted to run away, but I left him no option to run but through me. Not wanting to wast any more time as I had already demoralized enough the nearby soldiers and knights. In an instant I was in front of him and I kneed him on the stomach in my signature non-lethal subduing move, before placing my blade at his neck.
"Call off your army, or Casterly Rock will have a new Lord." I drew some blood from his neck, before he calmed himself from the coughing fit and through gritted teeth he nodded.
"Kevan", he said to a knight also fallen on the ground, "tell the soldiers to stop the sack."
"At once", Keven answered, shaken at my sight.
"As for you", I said while grabbing at him by the scruff of his neck, "you're coming with me."
With a twist of his arm I brought him back to the Red Keep, parading him to the soldiers as he issued the officers to stop the sack. It was a good thing I targeted more the soldiers than the officers this time around, both because it was them doing the blunt of the sacking and raping, and because it left people to give command to stop this madness.
Once in the castle I brought him to the dungeons, with instructions to treat him well since I'm not into torturing people, no matter how much I think they deserve it.
After order was finally restored I grabbed some food for myself and waited for the arrival of the rebel army. Robert can't come sooner to fix things.
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Oh, Tywin. You done fucked up now.
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I dunno, I'd be skeptical too. ONE PERSON, infiltrated the city, killed the king and a bunch of soldiers and now holds it in the name of Bobby B? Far-fetched as fuck.
It is really, so I get that. Still, doesn't change the fact that he dun fucked up.
I can just see her going "HeyRobert,havefunwiththecityBye!" and just being gone as soon as he gets there.
Really disappointed you went with the idea that you can't kill Varys because it looks odd. Robert could have killed Varys and no one would have blinked because Varys greatest strength is also his weakness which is being a nobody that served as Aery spymaster with both "served Aerys" and "spymaster" being sufficient reason to kill him alone. I really hate it when characters knowningly let a threat exist with a febble excuse that only stands up if you don't look at it rather than accepting the major influences such natural actions would have and in fact this is much like how Robert decided to spare Barristan the Bold out of all Kingsguard when really the canon situation was entirely different.
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Like she didn't do a clean sweep of all of the old guard and she let everyone who surrendered live.
I mean she could probably turn around and murder everyone else in charge after the wildfire on they should have known an ld alsaid nothing but they can probably say.l scary witch is scary and they were waiting for bobby.
I mean she could probably turn around and murder everyone else in charge after the wildfire on they should have known an ld alsaid nothing but they can probably say.l scary witch is scary and they were waiting for bobby.
8 - The Tower of Joy, Part 1
ryuan
From Zero to Hero!
"Seven damn it Robert! What are you doing?" I yelled to him. I really should have put more stock on my old man memories, but I certainly couldn't imagine the man who approved of the deaths of the princess and her children as 'dragonspawn' was the same Robert Baratheon I fought and drank with.
"I'm going to finish what I started Rose, get out of the way!"
I was holding the taler man from reaching Elia's room. "You're going to murder defenseless woman and children Robert! Just think for a moment what you are doing!"
"She's right Robert", said Ned with more heat than usual, "there's no honor in that, it will be nothing but butchery. We won, the Targaryens rule is over. There's no need to spill more innocent blood."
"I won't stand as the last of the dragonspawn and his whore are still alive!"
At this I let him go, and he stumbled on the ground a few paces forwards. This alarmed Ned for a moment before Robert regained his balance and he stood up once again.
Just for me to slap him so hard to draw some blood, and he once more fell on the ground, shocked at my move.
"Listen to yourself Robert! The hero of the rebellion who fought against the tyranny of the Targaryens, the one who killed the kidnapping, rapist Rhaegar is now advocating killing women and children! Is that the hero you want to be?" I yelled him just as he spit some blood and glared at me. "I'm going to call that favor right now."
"You can't honestly believe what I owe you that much from that alone?" He said with an incredulous look.
"Even if you ignore that debt you know you owe me much more than that." I told him and he tried to hide his wince, "but I won't ask you something outrageous. What I want you to do is to sit down, take a deep breath, calm yourself and take a decision based on what is best for the rebels and the realm, taking into account the counsel of people you trust. In other words, act responsible."
I took a deep breath. "I don't know about war, and perhaps even after my request she might end being killed, but I don't want you to make such important decision while angry." I said while holding up my hand. "Can you do that? For me?"
He looked at my hand and for a moment I thought he would reject it, but after a few instants he took it and stood up. "Fine, I can at least make a proper decision when not angry."
"Thank you!" I said with a smile before kissing him on the cheek, "here, all better now."
"Does that mean-"
"No."
"Che", he said earning a light chuckle from Ned, tension leaving us for now. "Alright, we still need to deal with the other Targaryens who fled to Dragonstone."
I nodded with a sigh. "If only there was a way for them not to be heirs or something without further bloodshed or clashing of armies. Do you nobles have any laws about dethroning that doesn't involve shoving a sharp piece of steel through their chests?"
"There... might be a way." Allowed Ned, "don't you have Targaryen blood yourself Robert? After the war is finally over we can call a grand council to legitimize you over Aegon or Vyseris. At worst we can send them to the Wall."
"That's one solution", muttered Robert, "now I just have to figure out what to do with Tywin."
I shrugged. "Do whatever you want, I will just remind you that he appeared to be important-"
"He's the Lord Paramount of the Westernlands", interjected Ned.
"- he is someone important so whatever you decide will consequences, but frankly I'm not feeling very charitable to the guy who ordered the pillaging, killing and raping of the city. Something I do not approve regardless which side he is on." I told the two, and they nodded, taking the hint.
"Well, I will have time to deal with those headaches later. I will send a raven to Storm End saying the king is dead so you can lift the siege for me Ned. You're the only one I trust to do this without Jon Arryn", he said the last with a bit of pain, "and Rose doesn't have experience for command since I will need you to send supplies to Stannis."
Ned stared at his friend for a moment, before giving him a grim nod. "I will do it, but I won't return here. I will go directly to search for my sister."
I coughed, getting their attention. "You know, I could go and find her, you know? Even if I don't find her by the time you're done you can still search for places I missed."
"I'm her brother", said Ned firmly, "it's my responsibility to look for her."
"And you're not avoiding your responsibilities", I told him, "I'm volunteering to go ahead. I'm sure your sister will understand."
"Great idea!" Said Robert suddenly, "you do that Rose. You can meet with Ned later after he finishes with the siege."
Ned tried to protest, before sighing. "I suppose Robert have a point, but I would still want some of my bannermen to accompany you."
I nodded. "That's fine, ask for up to ten volunteers to ride with me. I'm find her as fast as I can. Speaking of which, did Varys have any clue on where she could be? Heard he was Master of Whispers or something."
"He said she was most likely in Dorne, but other than the Kingsguard that is not here probably no one else knew where she is." Said Robert bitterly.
Oh well, guess I will need to look and ask around Dorne. Hopefully I will get a clue on where the Tower of Joy is without tipping my companions.
~~O~~
The tip came, out of all places, from Elia herself.
"I have no love for that wolf... woman", she said at some point, "but I can't deny that Rhaegar started all this. If he had crowned me the queen of love and beauty in that tournament, none of this would have happened."
"But why are you helping me?" I couldn't help but ask, "you shouldn't feel that much better about Robert since he did killed your husband and tried to kill you and your children."
"You protected us from his fury", she answered simply, "and while I fear the rebels as a whole might still try to kill me and my own, I'm certain that if you didn't do anything Robert would certainly kill me."
"I'm sorry I can't do much", I said to her, "I might be strong enough to force the issue for a while, but unless I commit myself to killing anyone that disagrees with me I can't do much, and I don't want to be remembered as someone who's no better than the Mad King. At least they know my position on this matter and will take my wishes into consideration."
"That's far more than I expected", she admitted, "thank you for that. Now go and rescue the wolf maiden and finish this foolish war."
With those words in mind we reached the Tower of Joy, and there guarding the place were what my old man memories called 'The Tree Stooges'. Actually, let's voice those thoughts into words.
"So that's where the Three Stooges were hiding", I said loud enough for them to listen to me. I patiently let them come out of the tower to meet with us.
"Who goes there?" Said one of them.
"We're Stark Bannerman", said Greatjon Umber who insisted to accompany me in this task, "and with the aid of the Witch of the Riverlands we came here to rescue Lyanna Stark!"
"You sick fucks", I corrected him and he nodded.
"Aye, you sick fucks."
There was some sound above in the tower, before someone came out of the window. "Ned! Are you there?"
I looked up. "Hey, you're Lyanna? Sorry that Ned himself couldn't come, he's a bit held up at the moment so I told him I would rescue you on his regard. He's worried sick about you, you know? He will cry tears with joy once he finds out you're well and fine."
"She's not going anywhere." Said stooge two, "we were tasked to protect Lyanna Targaryen."
...
Shit.
"Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did Lyanna!" I yelled at the stupid, stupid, stupid girl.
At least she looked appropriately uncomfortable at my glare. "I'm sorry!" She said, "it's a long story, but those three won't let me go of here!"
Good enough for me. "Well, you heard the lady", I told the kingsguard, "she wants to go home. Now, I should tell you that Rhaeger and Aerys caught a terminal case of dead so I would really appreciate it if you three let us pass."
Stooge one stepped forwards. "Nobody will pass while we draw breath. If Rhaegar and the King are truly dead, that means prince Aegon is the king, though the one likely to hold regency is the Queen Dowager Elia Targaryen."
"And who the hell tipped us off to where you might have been, you dumb fucks?"
"Nevertheless", said stooge three, "we will follow the last order of Rhaegar, to our dying breaths."
Well, I did tried to be diplomatic. "Hey Lyanna, wanna see something cool?"
"Something cold?"
I shook my head. "Nevermind, just watch this." I turned to the three stooges. "Which one of you are the best swordsman, I challenge you to a duel!"
The three stooges looked at each other before looking past me. "Aren't you going to come after us yourselves?"
Greatjon laughed. "Oh no, I find this whole thing hilarious! Please go ahead don't mind us."
Howland Reed smirked at seeing their confusion. "You three didn't get the news about the Witch of the Riverlands or the Bloody Rose, did you? I don't know if I should pity you or feel amused by this whole thing. Actually, amused sounds about right."
I stepped forwards a little and pulled down my hood, letting them clearly see my face and they became surprised. After all it wasn't often when they saw a girl barely into her adulthood leading a party of bannermen, let alone when said bannermen allows her to go alone on her own to challenge the kingsguard, some of the finest knights in the realm.
"Well, who out of you three is the best swordsman?"
Stooge one stepped forward. "If I may, Lord Commander?" Stooge two nodded. "I am Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of Morning. I shall be your opponent."
I looked at him up and down before nodding. "Alright then Ser Arthur, here's how things are going to go. Since I'm feeling charitable I will give you one chance to make it counts." He tilted his head at the strange choice of words I gave him. "You're going to get that pretty sword of yours and hit me as hard as you can."
"... what?"
"Now hold on, you might have misheard me." I interrupted him as I stared him intently in the eyes. "Not half as hard, not some arbitrary amount. I want you. To hit me. As Hard. As. You. Can."
"And if I don't do that?"
"Then you might be nearly as much of a pussy as the prince."
He grit his teeth and pulled out his sword from his back, and with a yell he swung at it towards my neck which I caught the blade with my left hand, surprising him.
"What? How!"
Not answering him I kicked him on the chest, sending him flying backwards behind stooge two and three, rolling on his back before hitting the sword on the ground to stop his momentum. Looks like he's a cut above the other people I fought. Just as he regained his balance the other kingsguard took off their weapons with murder on their eyes.
"So this is what the best of you three can do? I was expecting better." I said while shaking my head. "Anyway Ser Arthur, I'm going to give you another chance. You. Me. As hard as you can. Did you get that?"
He slowly made his way to me getting past the other two stooges, spitting to the side before once more gripping at his weapon. With grim resolve he charged at me, swinging at my neck. This time I just stood there as his sword hit my neck with all his strength.
Only to do jack shit.
His eyes widened, and he took a step back.
Unsheathing my own weapon and holding it with my two hands at the side, I coated my sword with aura and my semblance, enough for it to be visible. I gave him a warm smile. "When you reach the seven hells, tell Aerys the Witch of the Riverlands sends her regards."
I made it painfully obvious how I would swing my blade, and Arthur held his sword in a defensive position by instinct. When the power in the blade reached a certain point, I swung.
From obviously telegraphed movement to impossibly fast sword swing in an instant, man, armor and sword were cut in half. Well, more like a large piece of their mid section was suddenly missing, alongside the left rock formation near the tower being blasted away as loose rock and gravel flew towards the mountain range.
Hmm... took a lot more aura than I thought it would. Must refine the technique more.
"So... who's next?"
To their credit they didn't soiled themselves, but both knights took an instinctive step back.
"I'm going to finish what I started Rose, get out of the way!"
I was holding the taler man from reaching Elia's room. "You're going to murder defenseless woman and children Robert! Just think for a moment what you are doing!"
"She's right Robert", said Ned with more heat than usual, "there's no honor in that, it will be nothing but butchery. We won, the Targaryens rule is over. There's no need to spill more innocent blood."
"I won't stand as the last of the dragonspawn and his whore are still alive!"
At this I let him go, and he stumbled on the ground a few paces forwards. This alarmed Ned for a moment before Robert regained his balance and he stood up once again.
Just for me to slap him so hard to draw some blood, and he once more fell on the ground, shocked at my move.
"Listen to yourself Robert! The hero of the rebellion who fought against the tyranny of the Targaryens, the one who killed the kidnapping, rapist Rhaegar is now advocating killing women and children! Is that the hero you want to be?" I yelled him just as he spit some blood and glared at me. "I'm going to call that favor right now."
"You can't honestly believe what I owe you that much from that alone?" He said with an incredulous look.
"Even if you ignore that debt you know you owe me much more than that." I told him and he tried to hide his wince, "but I won't ask you something outrageous. What I want you to do is to sit down, take a deep breath, calm yourself and take a decision based on what is best for the rebels and the realm, taking into account the counsel of people you trust. In other words, act responsible."
I took a deep breath. "I don't know about war, and perhaps even after my request she might end being killed, but I don't want you to make such important decision while angry." I said while holding up my hand. "Can you do that? For me?"
He looked at my hand and for a moment I thought he would reject it, but after a few instants he took it and stood up. "Fine, I can at least make a proper decision when not angry."
"Thank you!" I said with a smile before kissing him on the cheek, "here, all better now."
"Does that mean-"
"No."
"Che", he said earning a light chuckle from Ned, tension leaving us for now. "Alright, we still need to deal with the other Targaryens who fled to Dragonstone."
I nodded with a sigh. "If only there was a way for them not to be heirs or something without further bloodshed or clashing of armies. Do you nobles have any laws about dethroning that doesn't involve shoving a sharp piece of steel through their chests?"
"There... might be a way." Allowed Ned, "don't you have Targaryen blood yourself Robert? After the war is finally over we can call a grand council to legitimize you over Aegon or Vyseris. At worst we can send them to the Wall."
"That's one solution", muttered Robert, "now I just have to figure out what to do with Tywin."
I shrugged. "Do whatever you want, I will just remind you that he appeared to be important-"
"He's the Lord Paramount of the Westernlands", interjected Ned.
"- he is someone important so whatever you decide will consequences, but frankly I'm not feeling very charitable to the guy who ordered the pillaging, killing and raping of the city. Something I do not approve regardless which side he is on." I told the two, and they nodded, taking the hint.
"Well, I will have time to deal with those headaches later. I will send a raven to Storm End saying the king is dead so you can lift the siege for me Ned. You're the only one I trust to do this without Jon Arryn", he said the last with a bit of pain, "and Rose doesn't have experience for command since I will need you to send supplies to Stannis."
Ned stared at his friend for a moment, before giving him a grim nod. "I will do it, but I won't return here. I will go directly to search for my sister."
I coughed, getting their attention. "You know, I could go and find her, you know? Even if I don't find her by the time you're done you can still search for places I missed."
"I'm her brother", said Ned firmly, "it's my responsibility to look for her."
"And you're not avoiding your responsibilities", I told him, "I'm volunteering to go ahead. I'm sure your sister will understand."
"Great idea!" Said Robert suddenly, "you do that Rose. You can meet with Ned later after he finishes with the siege."
Ned tried to protest, before sighing. "I suppose Robert have a point, but I would still want some of my bannermen to accompany you."
I nodded. "That's fine, ask for up to ten volunteers to ride with me. I'm find her as fast as I can. Speaking of which, did Varys have any clue on where she could be? Heard he was Master of Whispers or something."
"He said she was most likely in Dorne, but other than the Kingsguard that is not here probably no one else knew where she is." Said Robert bitterly.
Oh well, guess I will need to look and ask around Dorne. Hopefully I will get a clue on where the Tower of Joy is without tipping my companions.
~~O~~
The tip came, out of all places, from Elia herself.
"I have no love for that wolf... woman", she said at some point, "but I can't deny that Rhaegar started all this. If he had crowned me the queen of love and beauty in that tournament, none of this would have happened."
"But why are you helping me?" I couldn't help but ask, "you shouldn't feel that much better about Robert since he did killed your husband and tried to kill you and your children."
"You protected us from his fury", she answered simply, "and while I fear the rebels as a whole might still try to kill me and my own, I'm certain that if you didn't do anything Robert would certainly kill me."
"I'm sorry I can't do much", I said to her, "I might be strong enough to force the issue for a while, but unless I commit myself to killing anyone that disagrees with me I can't do much, and I don't want to be remembered as someone who's no better than the Mad King. At least they know my position on this matter and will take my wishes into consideration."
"That's far more than I expected", she admitted, "thank you for that. Now go and rescue the wolf maiden and finish this foolish war."
With those words in mind we reached the Tower of Joy, and there guarding the place were what my old man memories called 'The Tree Stooges'. Actually, let's voice those thoughts into words.
"So that's where the Three Stooges were hiding", I said loud enough for them to listen to me. I patiently let them come out of the tower to meet with us.
"Who goes there?" Said one of them.
"We're Stark Bannerman", said Greatjon Umber who insisted to accompany me in this task, "and with the aid of the Witch of the Riverlands we came here to rescue Lyanna Stark!"
"You sick fucks", I corrected him and he nodded.
"Aye, you sick fucks."
There was some sound above in the tower, before someone came out of the window. "Ned! Are you there?"
I looked up. "Hey, you're Lyanna? Sorry that Ned himself couldn't come, he's a bit held up at the moment so I told him I would rescue you on his regard. He's worried sick about you, you know? He will cry tears with joy once he finds out you're well and fine."
"She's not going anywhere." Said stooge two, "we were tasked to protect Lyanna Targaryen."
...
Shit.
"Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did Lyanna!" I yelled at the stupid, stupid, stupid girl.
At least she looked appropriately uncomfortable at my glare. "I'm sorry!" She said, "it's a long story, but those three won't let me go of here!"
Good enough for me. "Well, you heard the lady", I told the kingsguard, "she wants to go home. Now, I should tell you that Rhaeger and Aerys caught a terminal case of dead so I would really appreciate it if you three let us pass."
Stooge one stepped forwards. "Nobody will pass while we draw breath. If Rhaegar and the King are truly dead, that means prince Aegon is the king, though the one likely to hold regency is the Queen Dowager Elia Targaryen."
"And who the hell tipped us off to where you might have been, you dumb fucks?"
"Nevertheless", said stooge three, "we will follow the last order of Rhaegar, to our dying breaths."
Well, I did tried to be diplomatic. "Hey Lyanna, wanna see something cool?"
"Something cold?"
I shook my head. "Nevermind, just watch this." I turned to the three stooges. "Which one of you are the best swordsman, I challenge you to a duel!"
The three stooges looked at each other before looking past me. "Aren't you going to come after us yourselves?"
Greatjon laughed. "Oh no, I find this whole thing hilarious! Please go ahead don't mind us."
Howland Reed smirked at seeing their confusion. "You three didn't get the news about the Witch of the Riverlands or the Bloody Rose, did you? I don't know if I should pity you or feel amused by this whole thing. Actually, amused sounds about right."
I stepped forwards a little and pulled down my hood, letting them clearly see my face and they became surprised. After all it wasn't often when they saw a girl barely into her adulthood leading a party of bannermen, let alone when said bannermen allows her to go alone on her own to challenge the kingsguard, some of the finest knights in the realm.
"Well, who out of you three is the best swordsman?"
Stooge one stepped forward. "If I may, Lord Commander?" Stooge two nodded. "I am Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of Morning. I shall be your opponent."
I looked at him up and down before nodding. "Alright then Ser Arthur, here's how things are going to go. Since I'm feeling charitable I will give you one chance to make it counts." He tilted his head at the strange choice of words I gave him. "You're going to get that pretty sword of yours and hit me as hard as you can."
"... what?"
"Now hold on, you might have misheard me." I interrupted him as I stared him intently in the eyes. "Not half as hard, not some arbitrary amount. I want you. To hit me. As Hard. As. You. Can."
"And if I don't do that?"
"Then you might be nearly as much of a pussy as the prince."
He grit his teeth and pulled out his sword from his back, and with a yell he swung at it towards my neck which I caught the blade with my left hand, surprising him.
"What? How!"
Not answering him I kicked him on the chest, sending him flying backwards behind stooge two and three, rolling on his back before hitting the sword on the ground to stop his momentum. Looks like he's a cut above the other people I fought. Just as he regained his balance the other kingsguard took off their weapons with murder on their eyes.
"So this is what the best of you three can do? I was expecting better." I said while shaking my head. "Anyway Ser Arthur, I'm going to give you another chance. You. Me. As hard as you can. Did you get that?"
He slowly made his way to me getting past the other two stooges, spitting to the side before once more gripping at his weapon. With grim resolve he charged at me, swinging at my neck. This time I just stood there as his sword hit my neck with all his strength.
Only to do jack shit.
His eyes widened, and he took a step back.
Unsheathing my own weapon and holding it with my two hands at the side, I coated my sword with aura and my semblance, enough for it to be visible. I gave him a warm smile. "When you reach the seven hells, tell Aerys the Witch of the Riverlands sends her regards."
I made it painfully obvious how I would swing my blade, and Arthur held his sword in a defensive position by instinct. When the power in the blade reached a certain point, I swung.
From obviously telegraphed movement to impossibly fast sword swing in an instant, man, armor and sword were cut in half. Well, more like a large piece of their mid section was suddenly missing, alongside the left rock formation near the tower being blasted away as loose rock and gravel flew towards the mountain range.
Hmm... took a lot more aura than I thought it would. Must refine the technique more.
"So... who's next?"
To their credit they didn't soiled themselves, but both knights took an instinctive step back.
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Shadowofdeath
DUKE OF DEATH
- Location
- North Las Vegas Nevada
Yes oh fuck the hell yes
Do the fear turkey line next
Do the fear turkey line next
- Location
- Brazil
Now those are some Perfect lines.
- Pronouns
- Tuan/Mahakuasa/Abah
....oh right, that happen.
Damn, the Dayne must be feeling pretty bad now.
Broke Dawn, his armor, him, and the tower they were next too.
Generalissimo
Generalissimo of SufficientVelocity
- Location
- Tropico, Tropico
Grim resolve unless grin was a metaphor.
ryuan
From Zero to Hero!
Good catch, edited.
- Pronouns
- Tuan/Mahakuasa/Abah
The Innuendo is pretty good here.