The Wolf , The Lion and The Reaper

After reaching the Bear Island , Malak ( Now under the alias of Ser Thomas Carne ) boarded a ship and sailed for Deepwood Motte.

After several hours of sailing , She reached the coast and left the ship.

" Thank you captain , I bid you farewell."

" I hope you will have a safe journey Ser Carne. Take care when you travel. The road through the Wolf's wood is dangerous. There is a reason they call it by that name."

" I will. Thank you for your concern."

After saying her farewell, Malak mounted a horse she bought at Deepwood Motte and set for Winterfell. According to her knowledge , once she reaches Winterfell she only has to follow the Kingsroad to reach Cerwyn castle and from there , she should follow the White Knife river and reach White Harbor. It appeared that the White Harbor often received trade ships from Myr.

On the Road to Winterfell

Malak was riding through the Wolf Wood , other than the sounds of birds and animals , there was no other sound to be heard.

Even though it was Summer , The air was a bit nippy. But that was how the weather of the North was. Occasionally , It would even snow in Summer.

She was almost near the Winterfell , when suddenly ,,,


Eddard Ned Stark , Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North , was watching his son Brandon training his Marksman skills alongside his brothers Jon and Robb. He smiled when his daughter Arya shoot the mark instead.

This was truly a happy family.

He was living in peace and happiness with his family for years. There was nothing that made him happier.

Ser Rodrick arrived and greeted his lord and lady.

" Lord Stark , a deserter of The Night's Watch have been captured by a Knight. He brought him outside the castle so that you may decide his fate."

Ned simply nodded then he turned his attention to Theon.

NED : Get the lads to saddle their horses.

Do you have to?" Catelyn said. "

NED : He swore an oath, Cat.

Rodrick nodded in agreement.

"Law is law, my lady." Ned looked at Rodrick : "Tell Bran he's coming too."

" Ned." Catelyn interjected : " Ten is too young to see such things."

But Ned Stark answered her with a sure voice.

"He won't be a boy forever. And Winter is Coming."

After the Execution

After Ned Stark was done telling his son Bran about their old way , He went to regard the Man who captured the Deserter.

The knight was wearing a full plated grey armor. His looks were that of fair men in his 30. He was more than 6 foot tall. His black hair and dark eyes reminded him of Jon snow.

It hurts his heart to call his Niece By a bastard name , but he had to keep him safe. If the truth about Jon was revealed ,,,

He cleared his head of those thoughts and focused his mind on the matter before him.

" May I know your name , Ser?"

" Thomas Carne , at your service lord Stark."

His voice was pleasant to the ear. It matched his fair looks.

" Ser Rodrick told me that you captured that deserter?"

" Aye , I was travelling through the Wolfwood when I saw him. I didn't know he was a deserter at first , but after questioning him ,,, well he said a lot of weird things about White Walkers and things like that. He was probably scared by his harsh experiments Beyond the Wall."

" Aye , It's dreary beyond the wall… may I ask where are you going?"

" I was going to the White Harbor. My liege lives in the Free City of Myr. So I was planning to sail there."

Eddard looked at the man before him once more. His appearance was that of a Northerner , and so was his voice.

" It's seven days of travel to reach White Harbor from here. Some of our trader will travel to White Harbor in a few days. I suggest that you go with them. It's better than travelling alone in the wilderness."

" Thank you lord Stark. But I don't have anywhere to stay."

" Don't worry. I would be honored to host you as my guest in Winterfell. Besides , King Robert will be coming to Winterfell as well. It would be a shame to miss the chance to meet him."

Thomas (Malak) hesitated for a moment , But after looking at Ned Stark face…

" It would be rude to reject your kindness , lord Stark."


The Sorcerous Kingdom / Ministry of Magic

Seven days passed since the Gate Incident.

During all this time , Ainz was not able to calm down even for a moment. The Ministry of Magic was on lockdown , it's members were being questioned by Demiurge agents. But there was still no evidence about who might have been behind the sabotage.

The Minister of Magic , Saronan , and his acolytes were working all day and night to find out the Whereabout of the Crown Princess. But they still didn't manage to find anything. All they knew for sure was that she was not in Myr. So they decided to rebuilt the Inter Dimensional Gate and contact some of their spies and divinations on the other side to help locate her.

Saronan was busy watching over the reconstruction of the Gate when the Sorcerer King arrived.

Saronan : My king , welcome. I…

Ainz waved his hand , as if to indicate that Saronan should stop wasting time on greetings.

Ainz : That would be enough. Tell me how is your work is going on.

Saronan : Yes your majesty. The Gate will be ready soon. I also like to report that we have found the reason for it's malfunctioning. Someone overcharged the Lighting spell, And it caused the Gate to fall out of Balance. While we still haven't managed to locate Malak sama , we are sending some of our best Divinations and spies to gather information.

Ainz : For your sake… I hope she is found soon. This is your Ministry to manage , which is why you would rewarded for its successes… and you would be punished for its failures.

With that , Ainz left.

Saronan watched his king leave with great displeasure.

He wasn't angry at Ainz behavior. After all he was a father himself and could understand how Ainz was feeling. But he was discomforted because failing the king and god of their world was the greatest shame there could ever be for someone from the Sorcerous Kingdom.

He looked at his subordinate that were watching him with motionless faces.

Saronan : Alright , what are you looking at?! Get back to work! We must rebuild this Gate in less than a week. So let's not waste time everyone!

The Arrival of King Robert

Malak was standing at a corner alongside the Guards , waiting for King Robert arrival. Finally the Wait was over.

The Royal guest's arrived. The first ones to enter were Jaime Lannister , Prince Joffrey and the Hound. The Royal Carriage arrived after them and Robert Baratheon Followed.

Malak laid her eyes upon King Robert.

The Robert Baratheon that she heard from in the stories was a strong human warrior who defeated the Dragon Prince , but Malak only saw a fat man , red faced under his beard , sweating through his silks. He walked and rode like a man half in his cups. She thought to herself.

" That's Robert Baratheon? It's more look like the Creature that ate Robert Baratheon!"

The Stark family and the rest of Winterfell bowed to their King , Malak ( Reluctantly ) Bowed as well.

Malak watched the company before her.

She was quit an excellent judge of character. It was not merely a matter of experience , but also the result of his sight that allowed her to roughly judge the Krama Value of the people around her. But it was not something that she trusted completely , because it merely showed whether the people she was observing were positive or negative. Many of the people around her were neutral.

" And there is the Kingslayer and the Queen , and that boy Joffrey… wow , That boy reeks! I hope this boring party would be over soon!"

At the Feast

Malak was sitting at a table alongside some of the Knights that came with the Royal family. The Baratheon and Lannister Guards were quite the eaters.

Malak could only watch the meal before her.

Unfortunately , she could not consume any food or drinks. She could pretend that she was eating , But her undead body would defect all the food or drinks she would eat.

" Why you don't eat ser? Our food isn't to your taste?"

" Lord Stark… my apologize , I am simply not hungry."

And with that Thomas Carne stood up and left.

Eddard felt that something was wrong with that man. He could not put his nose in it. But he knew that he was not all that he showed.

Malak was getting out of the hall when suddenly…

" Hello Ser, Might I ask you to step aside?"

The man that stood before her was Jaime Lannister , The Kingslayer.

" Ser Jaime , a pleasant surprise."

" Yes , I am."

Ha… Malak looked at him with amusement.

She was surprised when she heard the tale about Jaime and how he earned his Nickname , The Kingslayer. It was odd that he was not stripped of his white cloak after he betrayed his King and drove his sword through his back.

" I hope you are enjoying your time in the north , I know I am."

" You aren't from the north?"

" Oh No… I was travelling when I ran into Lord Stark and he invited me here to stay for a few nights."

Jaime smiled. Even though men like him were not to her taste , Malak found his smile to be charming. In a discomforting and strange way.

" So where are you from? The Reach?"

" I am from across the Narrow sea. The free city of Myr."

" Ah… Myr, The best artist in the world are from Myr. Our halls in Castely Rocks and Kings landing are filled with Carpets and Glasses from your city."

" Well , thank you."

" You are welcome , now if you excuse me…"

Malak stepped aside. Jaime smiled again and left.

This man is the perfect image of a knight in appearance , but his heart isn't. She thought to herself.

After leaving the hall , she decided to wander in the yard. It was still summer , but the air in the north was starting to get cold.

The turning of the seasons was very unusual , unlike her home world where the seasons would change every three months , in this world the seasons of summer and winter would last for years. This summer lasted for a decade , and according to Maesters from the citadel , The coming winter would be the longest in thousands of years.

She was deep in those thoughts , when she heard the voice of a man hitting something with a sword.

She looked around and saw that it was Ned Stark bastard , Jon Snow.

He was hitting a fencing dummy with his sword when…

" Is he dead yet?!"

A black rider came into the castle. He dismounted and went straight to see Jon.

They hugged.

BENJEN: You got bigger. I rode all day. Didn't want to leave you alone with the Lannisters. Why aren't you at the feast?

JON: Lady Stark thought it might insult the royal family to seat a bastard in their midst.

BENJEN: Well, you're always welcome on the wall. No bastard was ever refused a seat there.

JON: So take me with you when you go back.

BENJEN: Jon…

JON: Father will let me if you ask him, I know he will.

BENJEN: The Wall isn't going anywhere.

JON: I'm ready to swear your oath.

BENJEN: You don't understand what you'd be giving up. We have no families. None of us will ever father sons.

JON: I don't care about that.

BENJEN: You might, if you knew what it meant. … I'd better get inside. Rescue your father from his guests. We'll talk later.

BENJEN goes to the banquet.

TYRION: Your uncle's in the Night's Watch.

JON: What're you doing back there?

TYRION (drinking): Preparing for a night with your family. I've always wanted to see the Wall.

JON: You're Tyrion Lannister. The queen's brother?

TYRION: My greatest accomplishment. You – you're Ned Stark's bastard, aren't you?

JON became angry and turned away.

TYRION: Did I offend you? Sorry. You are the bastard, though.

JON: Lord Eddard Stark is my father.

TYRION: And Lady Stark is not your mother. Making you a bastard. Let me give you some advice, bastard. Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor. Then it can never be used to hurt you.

JON: What the hell do you know about being a bastard?

TYRION: All dwarves are bastards in their fathers' eyes.

Malak : That they are. But all Dwarves and Bastards must work hard and earn what they desire with their own virtue , not their family names , unlike those who are born with the a right family name or… with high stature.

TYRION : and you are?

MALAK : Ser Thomas Carne… from Myr. At your service."

TYRION : Myr… ah. It's a city with The Best Artists in the world. Nice to meet you Ser Thomas Carne from Myr! I couldn't agree more with you Thomas. Mind if I call you Thomas?"

MALAK : You can call me as you please.

TYRION : Tell me. Have you reached your position through virtue or family?"

Malak smiled softly and bent her knee to look at him face to face.

MALAK : I earned my strength through hard work and blood , and I did it so that my family would be proud and strong.

TYRION smiled in return and said : and I earned most of my stature by birth… and by my mind.

MALAK : Or so I heard. Even though your height is shorter than mine… you do have one advantage to people like me. Do you know what that is?

TYRION looked above his head : The sky above me is 3 foot taller than yours.

Malak laughed and patted Tyrion shoulders.

" Aye, that's right. You sky is taller than all of our skies."

TYRION : I hope we meet again Thomas.

MALAK : Me too… Tyrion.

TYRION departs. JON picked up his sword and attacks the dummy with new ferocity.

MALAK : Did he upset you young one?

JON : No , It's nothing.

The anger in his voice was unmistakable.

MALAK : What you heard tonight is very true. Accept your weakness , Jon Snow , and it can never be used against you… how about you release that poor man from his torture and play with me?

Jon stopped hitting the Dummy and looked at Ser Thomas once more. Judging by his height and strength, if his sword skills was of the same level , his chances of victory would be slim.

MALAK : don't worry boy , I just wanna teach you a few tricks , that's all.

Jon nodded his head. He stood before her and drew his sword.

" Now , attack."

Jon readied his sword and then…

MALAK : wait… what is that on your shirt?!

Jon looked down to see what was wrong and…

Malak punched him in the belly. She held back a lot of her strength.

Jon felt like he was hit by an iron hammer and moaned in pain.

JON : What was that?!

MALAK: Lesson one and two : Never drop your Guard , Everyone wants to hurt and kill you. Get up and attack me again.

Jon stood up and readied himself again. He grabbed his sword with two hands and looked at the knight before him with care, So that he would not miss any of his movements.

MALAK : Remember , Create a circle around yourself and don't let your opponent enter it.

Jon slashed his sword at his belly. Thomas deflected it with a swing of his sword that he was holding by one hand.

Jon immediately jumped forward to slash him again , but Malak dogged with ease and caught his sword hand with her left.

She placed her blade right on Jon throat.

Jon tried to move his sword , but he could not break free from her grasp.

MALAK : Don't let you opponent enter within your radius. You will find yourself trapped and caught like this… you are now thinking in your head " Damn Myrish man." Malak smiled mockingly.

She let go of him.

JON : you fight much better than most ser.

Malak looked at him and said : You don't know most Young one. There are several people out there who are my equal or stronger than me.

Malak turned her back to leave , but after a few steps she stopped.

" Oh , and by the way. Do not deny your weapon its purpose. It want to bathe in the blood of your enemies. Don't hold it back."

Jon thought about everything he heard and learned tonight , and returned to slashing his dummy.

A few days later / Return of King Robert and Ned Stark to Kings landing

Malak left the Winterfell with Ned Stark. She was told that after reaching Cerwyn castle , they will change their road. Since she alongside some of the merchants would follow the White Knife River and reach White Harbor.

Malak and her company reached the white knife. She turned around to say farewell to Ned Stark.

MALAK : Thank you for your hospitality lord Stark. I hope to repay your kindness one day.

Ned Stark smiled. : I only did what any of us should do. I wish you safe travels.

MALAK : Thank you my lord and farewell.

NED STARK : Good by Ser Thomas Carne.

Ser Thomas and his company left the royal caravan. Ned watched as they left. He still wondered who that man really was.

White Harbor

Malak paid the ship Captain three Gold Dragons , so she received a cabin and a servant. She watched from the deck of the ship as they sailed away.

She looked back to the north and thought to herself…

I shall return your favor to you lord Stark , once I have conquered The Seven Kingdoms!

She looked at the Sea before her. Soon she would reach the Myr and could contact her father from there.

And then , they could finally start their work.


Next Chapter : The Glass City