"When the pupil is ready, the teacher will come."
-Chinese Proverb
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Chapter 1
Cesare Stark
Six years. He had to relearn every lesson in his six years of his life! You think that god is punishing him for all of his sins from his former life.
Yes, he knew that he killed people.
Backstabbing the enemies when they are not looking. Commit incest with his sister. But he knew that God had sent him here for a reason.
To rebuild his homeland from scratch.
Cesare is thinking over things at his new home.
He wonders if there is a chance to make his home greater. He knew it would not be easy. The North is a large settlement that is too wild and too wide. He looked over the land itself.
Growing their own food will be difficult to preserve the soil. So, he will have to figure that logic to grow at least potatoes and cabbage.
Right now, he is drawing few things in his papers to full proof benefit to the north. He knows that as the heir and future warden of the North. He must take care of people and make sure they are staying loyal to his house.
The first step to make sure of that is marriage.
He would need to pick a bride that not only hold alliance, but from his northern Bannermen. Someone's family is strong, loyal, but cunning enough to compare to the South. He wonders which daughter that has most powerful Bannerman among the north.
He looked down at his papers and then the map of the whole seven kingdoms, but he aimed his eyes at the north.
He has to know if there are girls from the north.
"Young Lord Cesare," He turned and saw Maester Luwin coming to his room, "It's high past time for your lesson, you know."
Cesare sighed, but he knows that he must learn all that he can. Even if he didn't like their pagan gods and their beliefs that they are real.
"Sorry, Maester Luwin."
He went to go with Luwin to their usual study place.
"I understand that you wanted to learn all that you can, but you are young and must balance yourself before taking the title of Warden of the North. If Gods are willing that Lord Stark will be an old man by now."
Maester Luwin is guiding Cesare to where his brother, "Then I have a question, Maester Luwin."
Luwin gently laughs and said, "If you were the second or third son, you would make a fine Maester."
Cesare did his priesthood before, but that was because his father made him do it.
"People of the North don't like Maesters." Cesare gave a childish looked like he was forced to eat broccoli.
"They only like us if we can give them something in return."
"Well," Cesare started talking, "I was thinking that maybe once I'm old enough. I could find a good betrothal here in the North."
Luwin urged him to continue, "I was wondering which of the Northmen daughters that I could unite if not four hundred times of past marriage from my ancestors did. And with her house, I could keep the North safe with my wife's house along my side. Better yet, I could show our union that no other house would dare go against ours."
Luwin hummed himself thoughtfully and looked at Cesare Stark.
"How about this," Luwin stared out, "I'll talk to Lord Stark if there is a proposal for you."
Cesare should have known, but he could try to convinced his father to make a arrange marriage proposal for him.
He meets up with his twin brother, Robb.
"Now shall we begin where we left off of the Aegon's conquest at the Reach." Luwin begins telling the history.
Maester Luwin
Maester Luwin is puzzled. He must admit that ever since Cesare was born along with his younger twin brother, Robb. Cesare asked many serious questions and read books that he deemed higher level than any child's mind.
He must admit that marrying a strong household of the North would rekindle the bond between the Starks and his people.
"Lord Stark," Luwin knocked onto the solar door.
"Come in."
Luwin entered the solar and stand before him.
"What is it?" Lord Stark questioned him.
"It's about young Lord Cesare."
That has got Ned's attention and looks at him in worried and concern.
"He seems to be in deep thought and wonders about his choosing his bride not for love, but for building political alliance or gain loyalty in the North." Luwin told him.
"He has no need to worry about that." Ned told him, but Luwin doubts about Cesare.
"My Lord, your heir seemed to have a strong sense in being a well-prepared future warden of the North. He believes that to arrange a marriage with a powerful member of the Northern houses can bring the North back into its heel." He urges Lord Stark. He felt like his pupil can be cunning and clever if he wanted to prosper the north. He will do it!
"I cannot say about this. For a boy, he seemed too young to make such a decision like this." Ned frowns worriedly about his son.
"However, I will discuss this with my wife and then talk to our son."
"Thank you, my lord."
Maester Luwin bowed and left the solar to give the boys the lessons to study. He hopes that Lord Stark makes the right decisions.
Okay, Chapter 1 done! Give reviews and comments.