DISCLAIMER:following text is not meant to be taken seriously,i do not own the original.
A.N:If anyone wants to do their own version of this story,or rewrite it,be are free to do you want.
Kings Landing
Kings Landing was all that Ur didn't expect of a capital city of a giant nation.
To be a literal human dump.
The smell of that shithole was ,rats,flees,corpses and cans filled with shit,being thrown out of windows into the streets,where people passed constantly and got a shower here and the Red keep,he expected more.
The party rode through small gates,with Zvon,and his men on foot,Ur was on his horse and Arya was in a garage.
As Stark men dismounted and Zvon's men caught up with them,Eddard and Zvonimir met each other, and noticed a young man marching towards them and bowed „Welcome Lord Stark,Lord Lacković.Grand maester Pycelle has called a meeting of the small honour of your presence is requested."Eddard nodded,and turned to Jory.
„Jory,get the kids settled in."Jory nodded and turned to them as Ned and Zvon marched into the Red keep towards.
In the throne room,Eddard went to have a little squabble with ser. Jamey and Zvon just continued.
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„ Lacković.We've been expecting-"greeted Varys as he came up to the elder lord and tried to shake his was stoped in his sentence rudely.
„Skip the baubles Spider!I'm no fool."he then turned and took is seat,as Eddard entered soon after.
/
In a nother room.
„Do something nice for the Stark girl."Cersei told to her son as they were sitting on chairs,near the window.
„I don't want to."he just simply said.
„ you occasional kindness will spare you all sorts of trouble down the road."she said as he got up from his chair and walked to the balcony.
„We allow the Northerners too much consider themselves equal to us."
She just crossed her legs and asked „How would you handle them?"
He took a moment to think and said „I double their taxes and command them to supply 10 000 men for the Royal Army."
„A royal army?"
„Why should every lord command his own 'Slavs' are barbarians,but they have a good red one have their 'White Skulls',the ones in the south have their 'Legionnaires',those fuckers in blue have those archers,'Highmen',and those False lions have their 'Mountainlades'.But what in stead of only a trained bunch,we grow it into an army."
„And if they rebel?"
„I'd crush Winterfell and saw someone loyal to the realm as warden of the Kevan,maybe."
„What about your brother,William?"
„He sympathises with the if he intervenes,i will have his head on the walls."
„…What about these 10 000 northern men?Would they fight for you or their lord?"
„For me.I'm their king."
„ just invaded their homeland,asked them to kill their brothers."
„I'm not asking."
„The North cannot be by an outsider,its to big,to when the winter comes,the seven gods together couldn't save you and your Royal Army.A good king knows when to spare his strength…and when to destroy his enemies."
„So you agree?Starks are enemies?"
„Everyone who isn't us,is an enemy."
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In her and Sansa's room,Arya was stabbing a knife into the table.
„Stop that young your food."Septa Mordane ordered the young Stark girl who didn't listen,just continued to stab the table.
„I'm practising."Arya said,while continuing to do it,ignoring the stare that she was given.
„Practising for what?"Sansa chimed didn't like her sister's boyish behaviour,she was dreamer,an idealist,and a total fool.
„The prince."
„Arya,stop!"Septa complained again,but Arya continued to ignore her.
„He's a liar,and a he killed my friend,and tried to hang the other one,who helped me!"
„They both deserve boyfriend of yours almost killed my Joffrey."
„No he didn't!"Arya shouted at er sister,jumped of the table and rushed to her room.
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Ur was walking through a father said that he left a surprise for him was of corse eager to see what it was,and could barley contain his was hopping from one leg to a father rarely left him gifts,and when he did(on his birthday,they were cheap as fuck).Cheap old his tenth birthday,he was given a literal stick.A FUCKING stick!It wasn't even decorated,and he later learned it was pulled out of a tree outside,and not Europe,as his dad told him it was.
But today,he had a great fealing.
As he walked through a nother corridor of the maze of bushes,he found a thin looking man sitting on a bench,looking at the fountain.
He was short,had a light,black goatee beard on his chin,soft eyebrows and a defined averted his look from the fountain to Ur,who just arrived.
„Ah! The student arrives. I 'ave been expécteng you, mon lit-tell friend."he said in a french accent,standing up.
„Umm…Excuse me?"Ur was not sure how to was confused.
„Why aré you just standing zere boy! Thé lézon eez at a start."the man said,as he reached behind the bench and tok out two practise swords and threw one to Ur who bearly caught it.
The man stood in a fighting position,and Ur,just looked confused.
„Well? Show me what you got lit-téll man."that got Ur out of his daze,as he took a fighting position of his was sloppy and unbalanced,while the mans was gracefull.
„Non, non, no. That's all wrong. We are not crude barbarians. Leave zat to le Vikengs."the man straightened himself and chased Ur,who got a little embarrassed.
„Ai Esme Maireau. Weehl teach you 'ow to duel propairly. I swair on mon 'ead."the man,who's name semed to be Esme Maireau woved,putting his sword in front of his nose.
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John was sitting in a lunch room,at a table,with four all had cups in their hands and were chatting about life.
„I tell you guys.I was there that day.I watched from the hill."a blonde hared one said smacking the mug in the table,while the others chuckled.
„Yea, were there at the 'Red field'.Don't make us laugh Stephon."Jon chuckled as he let go of his cup.
„I'm not lying,i was hiding on a tree,that was on top of the mountain next to it.I saw it all,the whole battle."
„And then you woke up?"a bald one,with a big scar over his left eye,and an eyepatch.
„ATTENTION OUTCASTS!THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE HAVE BEEN CHOSEN FOR A GROUP THAT IS GOING TO BE REINFORCING CASTLE BLACK."yelled the Grand Master, was a very old man,in his late might ask how a man can reach his age in a medieval society,but that is hard to answer by anyone.
„Harold Maggiks,Jon Snow,Stephon Marmont,Ike Gisler and Mogli Alabama!THE FOLLOWING FIVE FIND ME IN MY OFFICE…NOW!"he shouted as he stormed out of the room.
The five friends,looked at each other in doubtfull faces and sighted.
„Gues were doing this."Ike said.
„I don't know for i don't want to test the old man."Jon replied as he strapped his sword on his belt and walked off.
Few others nodded in agreement,and did the same.
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Catalin Stark rode into Kings landing with her escort.
What she didn't expect was being confronted by two soldiers.
„Welcome to Kings Landing Lady you mind following us?"one of them greeted her.
„I would.I've done nothing wrong."
„We've been instructed to escort you into the city."
„Instructed?I don't know whos providing your inst-"she stopped as the soldier gave her a small scroll.
„Follow us my lady."one of the soldiers said as he turned around.
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„Sweng fast, sweng right, sweng deadly. Dueléng eez a fine art, mon young Monsieur."instructed Esme as he trained with Urban,who was giving his best in trying to hit him,but every try was blocked or dodged.
While this was happening,Arya was watching it with jealousy.
