Dragons and Thrones: A Dark Shadow Looms
Prologue chapter of my fourth story in my GOT/Dragon Age crossover, hope you enjoy it.
Well, this story takes place after the end of the previous one, we are now into 300 AL/9:42 Dragon. While it won't happen until a good way into the story, many characters will of course become a year older, so the ages we see for characters here will go up by one, here they are:
Robb: 20-21
Sansa: 17-18
Arya: 15-16
Bran: 14-15
Rickon: 9-10
Myrcella: 17-18
Tommen: 14-15
Gendry: 20-21
Meera: 19-20
Jojen: 16-17
Talisa: 20-21
Podrick: 17-18
Shireen: 15-16
Margaery: 20-21
Trystane: 17-18
Quentyn: 19-20
Arianne: 21-22
Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin, Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.
Prologue: Merrett
Merrett Frey fumed as he sat in his solar; he was infuriated with the recent turn of events that he had been having to deal with.
'We've not been receiving good reports from the North, I fail to see how Hostor could have failed so terribly.' He thought angrily. 'All he had to do was force the Starks to let him marry their little beast of a daughter, shackle her with a child and then the Starks would be in our hands.'
That wasn't the only thing he had to deal with however; he had to deal with the unbelievable belligerence of the two 'girls' standing before him. Standing before him, glaring at him, having had the gall to dare question him.
The first was his daughter; the insufferable whore who still shamed him by her inability to sue for a more worthy Lannister husband. The other was the recently made Lady Tully.
She was glared at him with undeserved authority. 'Thinks she's so special, she was supposed to know her place and play her part in bringing the Tully's in our hands too.'
Shaking his head he leaned back in his seat.
"I don't have to take this from you, you need to understand..." He snapped.
His daughter dared defy him. "No father, you are the one who needs to understand. This game that Lord Walder is playing, it has to end."
Merrett leapt to his feet. "Don't you dare disrespect him like that; what do you even think you're doing, what game are you…?"
"Enough, you forget who I am now." Roslin told him. "No matter what you think, if you keep this up, you will all pay for it, spelling the end for our family. Consider that a warning."
With that they turned and left.
Merrett stared in disbelief at their actions; they truly had lost their minds.
Growling he began pacing. 'I did not dismiss them, they had no right to leave and to talk to me that way; they don't see the glory that awaits us. Those whores think just because they sleep with men with big names they can tell me what to do. I see they'll have to be...dealt with.'
He turned and made his way to a cabinet; searching through it; he would need to talk to some of the people his Lord had allied himself with, they would be able to deal with it. He barely heard the whisper before he collapsed; he struggled to stand, choking as pain flared through his body. It was then he saw him, his lord's Mage advisor, Crassius.
'What', how, why…?' He thought in stark horror. 'He is, I...'
Crassius shook his head. "Foolish, foolish man, you should have handled those two girls better...Losing your temper like that, how...pathetic."
Merrett gasped, realizing that Crassius had been watching them the whole time.
"You just confirmed their suspicions, with your anger and arrogance...suspicions they formed when they found those documents you searched for." He snarled. "I suppose I'll have to tie off this loose end...then deal with matters, permanently; the Freys have failed us I see."
Those were the last words Merrett heard before Crassius closed his glowing hand, finishing the spell and life was wiped from Merrett Frey.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.