New and Old players for The Game
Standing on the battlements on the walls of Yunkai is a fair maiden covered in red Hammmerfell garb and hood together with a thin vale for her face leaving only her piecing green eyes visible. It was the searing heat that has compelled her to wear such clothes despite not being a Redguard herself. She was accompanied by her two guards form her so called "Another Legion", a new mercenary company numbering at almost ten thousand. It was formed rather recently which is also the arrival of the woman veiled in Hammerfell garb five years ago.
One of her guards is also dressed in the same garb as her master but in different color which are mostly dried green and brown. Her skin is of the lighter tone than other Redguards due to her mixed heritage together with her long hair contained in a ponytail fashion. Her face is also far from plain but half of that face is covered with a tattoo resembling a snake eating its own tail. The other guard is a fully armored with dwarven steel despite the heat. None of his features are visible due to the effort the stigma against his race in Essos which is a Khajit. Only his comrade in arms from the company has seen his face outside Tamriel and that also include any other Khajits or Argoninan in the mercenary company while the elves are not bothered with some stares they received from the people of Essos.
This woman veiled in hammerfell garb with piercing green eyes is observing the army that is encircling the city. She was amazed at the discipline of the Unsullied which can actually compare to the legions of the Tamriel Empire. She knows the city could not defend itself against such army without her company disregarding the Second sons to pose any chance or even the so called army of Yunkai at the army of this new Queen. The payment she received for her service was sufficient but it was lower than the Second Sons which she took as an insult but also the leader of these Second sons tried to approach her which almost resulted into a war inside the city before the new queen's armies could do any harm to Yunkai.
But now an invitation came from this so called Mother of Dragons inviting her for talks. She is appalled at the title of this white haired child who thinks that dragon could actually place any fear to her or her company. In this she is certain for her troops have seen what happened to Dragons that rebelled against the will of a indomitable Emperor. Still it would be discourteous not accept the invitation for that reason she sneaked out of the city with her two best soldiers accompanying her.
She arrived at the camp and escorted to Mother of dragons and as she entered the tent she could smell the lingering scent albeit faint of a certain Titan's bastard. This gave her much displeasure which was thankfully masked with the veil covering her lower part of her face and the information that this child has also began talks with the Second Sons.
She was announced together with her guards by an old man who in the eyes of her is clearly has seen many wars and bested many men in combat which is dangerous for her if she chooses to fight against this child.
"Your grace allow me to present the commanders of the Another Legion. The Legate Twin blade Amana, Tribune Senyisa and Praefect Jo'amha"
She sat upon the chair given to them by the ones in the tent without showing any courtesies or bowing together with her guards. It was actually hard for her to sit immediately for her two swords upon her waist is hindering her causing her to hold one the Soulrender to her Tribune while Bloodscythe remained at her person.
She spoke to the child queen with a sweet yet commanding voice with one simple question.
"Why did you call us?"
The child responded in a manner befitting of her titles making the veiled woman actually regard her less of a child and more like a queen
"To fight for the winning side and free the people of Yunkai."
"What makes you think you can win?"
Her reply this time has both devoid of respect and rudeness but utterly neutral and this actually caught the Mother of Dragons a bit off guard but still the white haired girl replied "For I am here to right the wrongs the masters of Yunkai has done for centuries."
The Veiled woman laughed a bit and replied with clear joy in her tone "Freeing the slaves of Yunkai hmmmm…. A True noble cause and indeed without my Legion the city surely would fall to your hands. But We are here and if we break our contract it would tarnish our new name."
"You would need no more of these contracts for you will fight in my army and be greatly rewarded once I am in the Iron throne."
She could not help but feel amused at this girl's offer however this was not shown in her demeanor at all instead replied in the same neutral way as she had done before "Eight thousand Unsullied and Ten Thousand of my troops are hardly enough to take Westeros."
The Girl replied with how she got army and dragons where less than a year ago the mother of dragons had none. The veiled woman smirked a bit which is not seen for her face is covered however it is obvious she was amused. She replied with in a cheerful way but not in way of insulting rather in a way of speaking towards friends "Bring me your best warrior and if I find that warrior worthy I will ally with you."
"Ally, you say?" The mother of Dragons replied "why?"
"For there is only one person that is worthy of my absolute servitude and that is not you."
"Servitude? You now serve Yunkai does that mean they are worthy?"
The veiled woman responded with clear distaste in her tone " Our contract is to protect the city not the masters and also this contract does not entail servitude" Standing up and pointing at the young queen she said in a booming sweet voice " Enough talk Mother of Dragons send me your best warrior and who gets the first blood wins."
And then the two duelists are outside surrounded by unsullied and watched by the young new queen. On one side is Ser Barristan whose stance are both beaming with skill and experience while his opponent is brandishing two curved swords and taking up her stance with grace and beauty. The rules are simple for who draws the first blood wins. If Ser Barristan wins the Another Legion would ally with his queen while if the other side won no alliance would be made. And if the latter happened it would spell great woe to his queen's path to the Iron Throne.
And they were off. Ser Barristan made sure to make eye contact with his opponent. For a short-lived moment, he could see the serenity of his opponent's eyes. There was no doubt not even the hint of fear instead just calmness but not of dead cold eyes but of a woman with absolute certainty. He felt no advantage at all at the face of this enemy but he will do his duty for his queen no matter what.
The two advanced to each other with each of their blades ready to clash and taste the blood of their opponent. The veiled woman at him with the blade she held at her right arm, the first attack came from above and following it with a backswing. He avoided the first and met the second with his longsword. This was supposed to send his opponent off balanced but instead the veiled woman regains her stance in a movement somewhat akin to dancing. No it was dancing however this no water dancing of Bravos but something different.
His opponent strike yet again in an arcing angle but again it was dodged how eve he failed to parry the second blade thus his shirt was cut at the midsection. It missed the his flesh to behind to cause bleeding it by a hair's breath.
Ser Barristan responded with a strike as fast as lighting causing his opponent to guard the attack with both her swords. The three swords clanged against each other. The veiled woman sang praise to her opponent as she spun around and swung her right sword upwards and the other sideways. Ser Barristan deflected the blow from his sides with his sword while dodging the one from above in a split second. He then followed it by colliding his shoulder with his opponent and thus the veiled woman seemingly lost her footing. Ser Barristan saw the misstep. He drove the tip of his sword into is opponents face to unmask and blood let his opponent. But the woman managed to regain her footing at the last second and managed to swing one of her swords.
The veiled woman was unmasked but she was able to cover her face as fast as a hawk but even with her hand covering her face leaving only her eyes seen but there were small drops of blood visible. The small cut was just about below her eye. However before she could cover her face one was able to see her face even though it was of a brief moment and he recognized the face. It was a woman that looks like in her early twenties with few deep black hairs that has not been covered by her hood and her features are most likely come from her strong and stern father and the gracefulness and elegance of her mother dancing in perfect tandem. It could be possibly she was one of the Emperor's children who visited King's landing several years back.
There was cheer throughout the camp for the victor is clearly none other than Ser Barristan. While one of the guards who accompanied the recently unmasked woman whom are desperately trying to cover her face. There was a brief golden light appearing and the guard brought a new veil which she wore with the speed of lightning leaving no one seeing her face especially another of her guards are covering her.
After being veiled again the woman raised her hand up in the air silencing the cheers and proclaimed while also picking up her swords which has fallen when she covered her face with her hands. "From this moment until all the slaves of this cursed bay has been freed." She raised one of her swords and continued "We of the Another legion shall fight with Daenerys Targaryen!"
THE Mother of Dragons thanked her new ally but when all the formalities are done the Veiled woman approached the one who defeated her and said "You are as good as my sister have stated…. well done ser."
Ser Barristan does not know whether he should inform his queen about the identity of their new ally but a suspension is the only thing he's got and it could bring this new alliance into the ground and also he fears that this suspicions might ignite the fire that could be lurking in his new queen's soul, the fire of madness like her father before her.
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She was blindfolded and gagged and most likely being carried inside a sack. She could hear voices outside the sack and their conversation. She recognized those voices for about maybe four hours ago she just came to Solitude to try and train as a bard but before she has gone to the Bard's college she stopped by to The Winking Skeveer to get some sleep and maybe a drink.
She sat upon a table and ordered drinks and two unusual individuals approached her. Both were dressed as nobles with refined grace and elegance seeping through every action they take. One is a short haired young man with deep black hair and deep brown eyes. The other is a long haired young woman with deep black hair and deep brown eyes. They were clearly twins and if the other switched their hairstyles and dressed nobody could even tell they switched for even their body structures are almost the same which are thin and the only way you can tell their gender is the manner of their clothes.
She was entranced by the two as both just approached her and began to talk to her. She was but a common girl who is yet to see the age of sixteen and there two radiant people have taken interest on her. As the night passes and the drinks continue to come she still are in the presence of this two people and by that time she was seduced completely and was lured to the room inside the inn.
She was pushed towards the bed and the two quickly and savagely removed her simple dress. And the two began liking her body like a dog to its bone. She was filled by both wonder and ecstasy where these two beautiful beings are doing things to her body. The twins finally finished licking their prey began to undress revealing pale white skins which complemented their deep black hairs. They continued their assault upon her this time the female twin began to lick her down there in such ferocity she could not help but scream which was then muffled when the male twin kissed her deeply with their tongues meeting each other like snake making love.
She moaned deeply when they began to run their hands gently on her body separately, and then finally the male twin began to enter her with brute force. Again when she was about to scream with pleasure she was silenced by the female twin who silenced her using her own sex. She returned the favor earlier and began to lick the female twin's sex which elicited moan of pleasure. She also is being filled with ecstasy in every thrust by the male twin who now is kissing his own sister. The three continued in that position until all of them have reached their peaked.
This time the male collapsed onto the bed being flanked by her and the female twin. She began to caress the male's sex to elicit another round while the female twin changed her position and crawled into her location and began to kiss her and pinch her nipples.
When she got the male twin's sex up and hard the male quickly grabbed her and began to finger her in the other hole vigorously while the female twin was on top of her attending on the neglected parts. Then the seemingly the whole night were both filled with moans and screams of pleasure.
She lost consciousness sometime during that ordeal and now she is in sack with a hammer hitting her head and blurring vision but she was sure that the voices outside the sack belonged to the twins and the situation she is in cannot be considered favorable to her. But she could not feel limbs and even her voice have also abandoned her. Fear began to set upon her mind and her body could not even shiver to it being totally paralyzed by some unknown reason.
And then she was suddenly dropped on to a seemingly wet ground. The top of the sack was opened revealing a pitch black surroundings but she could both feel the damp air and the sounds of insects and Draugers. She knows where she is now and that is the swamp near Solitude.
Suddenly a sting hit her side and she began to bleed and then the female twin began to whisper to her while she's still inside the sack "Run along child as fast as you can for when we are done singing we will come for you" She was then kicked forcing her out of the sack and into the swamp. The kick was so powerful it propelled her with some distance from the twins. It was painful together with the knife wound which to her surprise after getting stabbed her senses is coming back to her bit by bit.
Almost nothing can be seen, even two feet in front of her is chore of insurmountable task to do. Her blood continued to drip from her wound leaving a trail and also with the numbness gone the pain from the stab has come back with a vengeance seeping her of strength. But she can still hear the twin singing their twisted song and she knows that she must get away before the song end.
Finally in a distance about a stone's throw away, she can see a manor illuminated with fires of hope in her eyes. She mustered her strength just to get in that manor dragging her tired battered body through the swamp avowing monsters and undead and most of all hoping to outrun the harbingers of death.
She knocked at the door of the manor desperately mustering her strength just to make a sound hoping some will answer and save her from certain death. But the doors swung open as soon she pounded at the door. The Manor is empty with candles almost at their last sprint of life to illuminate the place. She knew that then she could not get anyone for help their but the sound of the singing twins have stooped for a while thus she entered the manor deprive of life hoping to acquire something to protect herself or even hide.
Rummaging through drawers as the blood from her side continues to leave her frail young body and with it her strength and wit leaves her. Hoping to find something to fight with she continues to look until she came upon a steel dagger and quickly but now she is now too weak to even fight thus she tries head to a room hoping for dawn and safety.
And then they came to the Manor as if they knew the girl would head there. The knocked at the door and once again started to sing their twisted song.
Knock Knock
I know you can hear us
Open up the door
We only want to play a little
They entered through the manor and began to hound the girl, letting their footsteps be heard at every moment. Sounds of their knives continue to grate as they sharpen the tools for their prey this night.
Knock Knock
You can't keep us waiting
It's already too late
For you to try and run away
She now knows the twins is inside and the blood trail is not helping her to hide thus she once again mustered her strength to limp away from the twins and from across the hallway she saw the twins meeting their crazed gleeful eyes.
We see you now
Our eyes are locked together
We can sense your horror
Though we'd like to see it closer
Suppressing a scream she limped away from the hallway trying to get from the second floor of the manor trying to find someplace to at least have chance as the twins hound her at slow pace while singing their twisted sick song
Knock Knock
Here we come to find you
Hurry up and run
Let's play a little game and have fun
We hear your footsteps
Thumping through the hallways
We can hear your sharp breaths
You're not very good at hiding
She now opened a room and barred the door with wood and other things that could hinder the twins and then horror suddenly yet again reverberated from the room when she hears the voices of the twin form the other side of the room.
Knock Knock
We're at your door now
We're coming in
No need to ask for permission
Bursting through the room like a sudden gust of wind the twin entered brandishing dark large blades eradiating aura of death and suffering
Knock Knock
We're inside your room, now
Where is it you've hid?
Our game of hide and seek's about to end
We're coming closer
Looking underneath your bed but
You're not there, We wonder
Could you be inside the wardrobe?
The twins opened the wardrobe and she tried to thrust her steel dagger to one of them hoping to take one of them to the afterlife but it was dodged by the male twin and her hands were held by each of the twin and bright to the bed powerless and beaten her tears began to fell knowing there was no longer hope to live.
Knock Knock
We have found you
Knock Knock
You were hiding here
Now you're it
Knock Knock
Finally found you, dear
Now you're it
Knock Knock
Looks like we have won
Now you're it
Knock Knock
Pay the consequence
The night was both filled with screams from the seeping with horror and pain and as the entrails and remains of their prey still lingers upon their bodies the twins began to gently caress each other bodies liking blood and pleasuring each other, drowning themselves with ecstasy and forbidden sick love.
When their deed is done the sister began to dress in her brother's clothes while the brother began to dress in her sister's clothes. The sister gave her long deep black long hair to the brother and thus the sister became the brother and the brother became the sister. They left the Manor wearing satisfied faces full of delight and joy and both seemed to glow with radiance of unimaginable beauty and lust.
The sister said to his brother "You think mother would be mad for being late."
The Brother replied "She's the Jarl of Solitude she has other things to worry about but still be prepared for some lecture."
The Sister chuckled in a chilly manner and replied "We really should thank Father for giving us the Manor for us to play in." She touched her chin and continued "How's our work compare to older brother with his eye necklaces and tree made up of bodies hmm?"
The Brother replied in a dead pan manner "He is more of a quantity over quality while us value quality more and also with hi and father being in Westeros He'd have the numbers to do so."
"She really was a screamer that on isn't she my dear brother" The sister said as she clinged on her brother's arm.
The Brother cracked a grin and said "Like her rebel father now their blood is now forever gone."
They rode atop their summoned undead horse towards the blue palace and let the dawn crack once more to the swamp while their blades that have been shadowing them began to clean up their leftovers from their meal and playthings.
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On the salty shore of Pyke the First Imperial Princess Fjorta is enjoying the breeze that the sunset sea offers letting it seep through her body and soul to calm its fury. After occupying the Iron Islands there have been always in the brink of rebellion and unrest given the nature of the ironborn. Three times she was tempted to opt the way of her brother and be done with these pirates but her honor prevailed in the end making only harsher restrictions and imprisonment rather than outright executions and massacres. Still the most vile of the ironborn who broke her new laws was not given the same manner of mercy like the others instead they were summarily executed along with their entire bloodlines.
Little by little she was succeeding in imposing the strict imperial law upon the islands and bit by bit the people are beginning to accept their new overlords considering the alternative lifestyle under the oppressive Greyjoys. It may not be the best life out there but it was better especially this martial law is not to be implemented forever for she and her father had planned once the conquest is done the iron isalnds will be transformed into a great port city with each island be connected with great white bridges and its coast be filled with imperial ships laden with comfort and protection for the islands. The iron Islands will serve as the bridge into the colonies and in turn the Mainland Tamriel.
But before this can be achieved she must hunt down the remaining Greyjoys which escaped her ships. These were Yara and Victarion, Their fleets might have been reduced but there is still the possibility that these two can rally the islands and in turn she will lose the foothold of the Empire.
That is why she set most of her ships scouring the North and other waters looking for the two leaving only thirteen ships guarding the islands and this small fleet is not even her most elite sailors and soldiers in her fleet.
She also sent a small detachment of scouts to find if the two Stark boys are truly dead or not. She opted to leave such party small considering her reputation or colors are not entirely understood by the north where she might be the one who save them from the vile pirates but his brother is now in the Riverlands crushing their King's armies.
Using her careful diplomacy she was able to avoid any open conflict with the Northern lords. Her stance in the first place before was to side with the Starks and support its independence from there with friendly relations with the North they can fight the threat that their father has seen in the Elder Scrolls. This notion was however dismissed by her father stating that if they help the North without any Baratheon king in the side it would be a violation to their treaty but most all her father said "We are not just here to save Westeros from monsters but also from themselves thus I must rule this people who are crying out for order and that order can only come from me."
That statement was ingrained on her like a mason etching laws from a granite tablet. Was it truly just to conquer Westeros? Do we have the right to enforce our laws upon these people? Doubts swirl through her mind like a ravaging whirpool on a narrow strait. She begun to doubt her father whom she admired to be just like him who is brave, adventurous and just.
But that father is now getting far away day by day being replaced by an Emperor obsessed with conquest and war. Gone is the father she admires from her childhood days where the smile of a gentle emperor who fought the vile Thalmor and united Tamriel equaling even the great divine Talos himself. Instead there sit the man on the Ruby throne wearing draconic grin looking at Nirn readying to swallow it whole.
And then she remembered her conversation with her father and about ruling and in that conversation one moment stood up among the tedious things like economics and laws. "If everyone knows you as a gentle and just leader it will make you predictable and be vulnerable to manipulation by others but if you are to appear lost your sanity it would make you appear unpredictable and those around you or rule feel afraid and be predictable." Those were the words of her father which made her think was all of this actions was just an act and if so what if her brother's rash actions were also be an act.
She is confused with so many variables or what ifs plaguing in every part of this expedition but her conviction are clear and that is to be always being honorable and just. And she will fulfill her duty as a faithful daughter even it means defying the emperor.
Suddenly a young towering Altmer approached her and handed her a letter. The letter contains grave news that could jeopardize the whole expedition. Euron Greyjoy along with both her niece and brother have united their fleets numbering a hundred fifty ships heading for the liberation of the Iron Islands.
A crack of smile appeared through the princess face and ordered the Altmer "Gather my commanders we shall head to battle." The Altmer saluted and obeyed while the princess tied up her long overflowing golden hair and from her sapphire eyes a light can be seen and that is both ridden with fear and excitement for the enemy has a hundred fifty ships and she has a meager thirteen while the rest of her fleet is of hunting the enemy about to attack her.
She arrived at the main castle of Pyke where her commanders wearing faces of fear and uncertainty. The atmosphere was grim and all of them know why a larger fleet is approaching them and will retake what is theirs. Some are even trembling and thinking he must flee right away. They all sat in their respective chairs and arms on the table meekly unlike their Princess
Her commanders advised to fight on land where they have been fortifying others suggested to flee and invade on another time but this golden haired Princess instead chooses to meet the enemy fleet on the open sea without hesitation sating with clear conviction resonating in her voice "Our enemy may outnumber but we are His Imperial Majesty's soldiers and as such we do not flee or hide but fight." Standing up and pointing upon a spot on the map laid upon the table "We shall meet them here and we shall prevail… Forget about living or surviving but think about if they won it would destroy all we have done in this kingdom and the people and as Soldiers it is our duty to protect the people even it means protecting them from themselves."
Now is not the time for doubt or any disloyalty she thought she will trust her father as she has before and now is the time to fight and kill some pirates.
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It was the day after the wedding of her so called brother. It would have been more fun to watch as she gaze upon her brother being forced yet again by their father but she know she will come next where she will marry that boy from Highgarden Loras Tyrell.
But before that she was handed a letter which might have seem gotten lost for this was bout a tourney for her son's marriage to that conniving woman Margery Tyrell. She quickly handed back the letter and sent the poor boy away to the tower of the hand.
Tourneys were never a fun affair when she was married however one was engrained on her memory for of all the tourneys she attended on stood up from the rest and that is when the Imperial family from their ally Tamrielic Empire came to King's landing.
She could remember the Emperor in his robes looking gallant and fearsome like his "beloved" husband when there were wars to fight. Then there is the Empress whose dress were deep as the darkest nights and laden with raven motifs and feathers in her shoulders but her most striking feature was her haunting silvery white hair combine with gentle yet piercing green eyes and tender welcoming smile. She is a very fine and delicate beauty, almost inhuman together with porcelain skin and delicate as a frail flower. Some would even state that if the Empress had violet eyes one would think she has Valyrian blood. Then there are accompanied by their children, The Eldest Luctrus who look like his father in every was albeit younger, the Second Imperial Prince and Princess Leredus and Leredessia who might be twins with their features are very much alike but one could tell the distinction from the two especially the Prince is clearly seen not in good terms with his twin. While The First Imperial Princess was in the North smoothing out the treaty and the youngest Imperial princess is still too young to come.
After signing the alliance and the debt being given to the crown the tourney started and it was something to behold in an effort to impress their new allies. The first day was archery which was dominated by none other than Second Imperial Princess Leredessia some might suggest that others were letting the Tamrielians for marriage proposals but clearly the Princess win with skill seeing all her targets are dead center and some of them even penetrating the target enough to make a hole to see the other side.
The Next day was jousting where her brother Jaime is sure to win but on the last match where he will face the fearsome Prince Luctrus wearing his daederic armor with his cape fluttering on the wind atop on a black horse, truly a sight of a black demonic prince could be the only description that she could think of. They made a pass on each other each hitting off on each other's shields. But on the third and final pass the Prince managed to hit Jaime's shield first but barely grazing it and before the kingslayer could answer the attack on a single moment the prince launched another thrust almost hitting Jaime's abdomen but this was enough make him off balance and unhorsing him but before Jaime was about to fall down the Prince made an unbelievable third thrust aimed at the Kingslayer's head hitting the feather giving the Prince Feather's win.
The queen stood up to see if her beloved brother's condition to her relief her brother stood up unharmed but bewildered on the display of the Prince's prowess. Everyone cheered for the vile prince on that moment, three strikes at a single moment was a feat that no knights have done even in the tales. Unlike the Emperor the Prince actually showed an interest in jousting and made it his hobby when he is ruling New Tamriel at time making live prisoners as dummies for practice.
The Prince once again shocked the crowd yet again when he received the wreath of flowers for queen of love and beauty. He rode past all the highborn ladies from both Westeros and Tamriel even Margery Tyrell who was present and rumored bothered to the prince. Instead he dismounted in front the small Dornish contingent who came with the Imperial contingent after their visit in Dorne before coming to the capital and removed his helm and fell to his knees and presented the crown to a Dornish woman of no great beauty and nor stature she might be from a cadet branch of the Martells but still not from the main family. Even the way he presented the crown was brimming with utmost humility and reverence. All the smiles died like it was in Harrenhall many years ago but this time the silence were quickly broken when the Emperor signaled his people to cheer and he himself shouting "That's my boy." in a loud booming voice. The crowd followed suit thinking the Prince was unaware of his action being a foreigner.
The Next day was even more grand were the melee was to happen and this time the Emperor himself is entering the competition wearing an armor previously worn by the Septim Emperors. The armor is elegantly crafted, with gems embedded into the golden metal of the plates, while Brandishing Dragonbone shield and sword. This time the hand of the king could not dissuade Robert from entering considering a monarch from another country had entered and why not he. She the queen did not even try to dissuade her husband from harm and might be hoping he would get hurt. The King wore the stag armor that fit him wielding his great hammer accompanied by two of the Kingsuard Ser Jaime Lannister and Ser Barristan Selmy.
The Melee was brutal while emperor skillfully disarming his opponents who dared to approach him and knocking them unconscious with his large shield. And then The Emperor finally reached the Robert whose opponents are being defeated by his great hammer and guarded by his guards.
Their eyes met, both acknowledge each other as warrior and readied themselves for a fight. They signal their Blades and Kingsguards to stay back. And so they clashed, Two monarchs began clashing with great strength the king hammered his opponents shield with brute force which was answered by skillful parries from the emperor. The two fights each other for a while in equal grounds until the King were out of breath and were disarmed by the Emperor thus defeating Robert in the melee.
But the Emperor still had not enough and challenged the two Kingsguard at the same time. Reluctant at first until their king gave their permission began to fight this powerful man. At first she could not believe what she is seeing for she knows how well her brother in swords and here they are two kingsguards fighting one man and being pushed back. Jaime might be said more skillful or Barristan more experienced but the Emperor's attacks were tenacious and vicious and most of all powerful enough to ring their blades and make it a chore to hold.
It took for a few moments before the Kinguards could adapt but they did and now they were able to fight toe to toe with the Emperor. At this time she saw that his time her Brother would win but suddenly the Emperor threw his shield at Jaime knocking off the ground for a few moment enough to the Emperor to focus his attention on the bold knight where he swung his sword and locking it with the bold knights to make an opening with a powerful punch into Barristan's face to knock him unconscious. This time Jaime managed to recover his footing and attacked the Emperor to which was dodged at inhuman speed leaving an opening for the Emperor's sword to rest upon the Kingslayer's neck. Jaime smiled and surrendered to the victor.
At this old memory she wondered if she could witness it yet again but most of all she misses her brother while waiting on the arms of another.
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Authors Note: Sorry for the delay I have been sick for the past week and had to rush this.
If you can notice a vocaloid song was included specifically the Hide and Seek and as for why well because another one of my friends dared to insert a vocaloid song into this fanfic and me who is sick accepted hahaha and had to change some of the lyrics for the twins like Ding dong to Knock Knock also the twin in that section is different with the twin from the legitimate children of the emperor and they will play a part in the upcoming Tamriel war for succe….. spoilers.
Hope you enjoy the fic and if you know who can beta it would be greatly appreciated.Thanks again for reading this fanfic and Please support the official releases of Elder Scrolls and GoT