Hello everyone and welcome to a new chapter of The Bastard Twin, and it is going to be a fun one. So the polls are closed, and there was a tie in the poll between just Daenerys, and Daenerys and Robb. So I'll give the deciding vote on this one, I am going to try something new for me and the something new will be having a poly relationship. Now it begins.
I leaned over the edge of the ship again, vomiting the tiny lunch that I had eaten not twenty minutes ago.
"Well Rys," Theon said to me as I did so, "Finally found some place that you are not fond of, the sea."
"Piss off Theon," I replied with a glare, wishing that I hadn't left Morghan behind, but she seemed as uncomfortable with going out to sea as I was so, to save her the pain of that, I left her and Ser Barristan behind, which neither of the mentioned parties were happy about, to guard Robb, Arya, and Sansa.
Behind me, the two new Kingsguard that had proven their worth in combat Chuckled at my misfortune. The First was Ser Smalljon Umber, and the Second was Lady Dacey Mormont, who stood at the same height of Smalljon.
"Yeah, laugh it up you two," I muttered under my breath, a mock glare on my face.
Theon helped me back to my room on the ship and sat me down on the bed, pulling up a chair next to me. My Kingsguard waited outside the door.
"Well, now besides archery and wooing women, I have found something else that I am better than you at." He said, a smirk on his face, and I froze, and looked at him with a guarded expression.
"How did you?" I asked sputtering.
"Rys, I have seen the way you look at attractive men, and attractive women. I doubt that many others have noticed, but I have." He said, and I flushed slightly.
"Don't worry, I'm not judging you, it's not my place to judge you, I can't fault someone, especially someone I grew up with and learned to respect, for having an appreciation for the same gender I do."
I let out a sigh of relief, then look out the window and remember the conversation that I had with Ser Barristan before I left Harrenhal.
~Memory~
"It is good to see you this morning Ser Barristan," I said as the other two went to get some rest, and Morghan walked out behind me, keeping close to my side.
"Aye M'lady, it is good to see you as well, Let us take a walk through the halls, and then Tywin Lannister has requested your presence" He said, and we began walking together through the halls, I knew he wanted us to be alone for our conversation. Morghan walked along with us, and kept butting my hand, looking for attention, which I gave to her as I rubbed her ears.
"Let me guess, there is still a whole shit load of work that needs to be done today," I said, and Ser Barristan nodded his head in agreement.
"Have we heard any news of the forces we sent to capture Clegane?" I asked hopefully and Ser Barristan's face fell.
"Clegane's men were reinforced by westerland forces, remnants of those who your brother had scattered at whispering wood and Riverrun. As well as a large contingent of fresh troops from the Westerlands." He said, and I closed my eyes.
"How many men did we lose?" I asked, dreading the answer.
"There are nearly a thousand dead, and about nine hundred captured, Lord Edmure and Lord Karstark managed to evade capture, but both are wounded. He slipped through or fingers."
I bow my head in defeat, and punch the wall next to me in anger, causing the injuries on my arm to flare up. Morghan rubs her head on my arm and gives me some comfort.
"But there is some good news, M'Lady" He said, and I perked my head up slightly.
"We have gotten news from the south, Renly has been killed, It was said that one of his own 'Rainbow' Guard killed him in his tent," He said, then paused slightly.
"I feel like a But, is coming. And my uncle always said that nothing that a man said before the word but really counts."
"But with her dying breaths she said that Renly was murder by a shadow, a shadow with Stannis's face." He said, and I froze, "To make things worse, the Stormlands have joined with Stannis."
"What does that bring his forces to," I ask wearily
"That makes it some twenty thousand, but we have gotten word from House Velaryon, they defected from Stannis's forces bringing with them some thousand men, five war galleys, and about a dozen smaller vessels.
"What of the Tyrells," I said, nodding my head thoughtfully as we walked closer to the old Lion's rooms, filling me with anxiety.
"They are open to discussion, but I doubt they would do anything for us without the promise of a Royal Marriage."
~Memory End~
Theon looked at me and asked concerned, "Is something bothering you Rys?"
I nodded my head, "I doubt that I'll get much of a choice to whom I'll marry, especially if we want the Tyrells on our side for this war. It'll probably be some flashy flowery summer knight who will want to control me."
"I pity the man then," He said jokingly, and I smiled lightly back. There was a quick knock at the door.
"Your Grace, we've arrived." A voice said from the other side of the door.
My face turns grim and Theon's eyes harden.
"Ready to meet your father again," I asked, and his eyes hardened.
"Hell no," He replied, "But we have to do this."
"If we are to have any chance of victory, yes," I replied and stood. Together Theon and I walked out the door and onto the deck of the ship, the Kingsguard fell into step behind me. Around the ship I could see the twenty men who had escaped Kings Landing with me, and another forty that Robb insisted on sending with me, all ready to leave the ship as my guards. Next to me, Theon put on a pin of his family's house, and I nodded to him with a smile on my face.
As soon as we berthed, there were Ironborn surrounding the ship.
"What business do you greenlanders have on Pyke," A large Ironborn said as we lowered the gangplank.
Theon stepped forward, "I am Theon Greyjoy the son and Heir of your Lord Balon Greyjoy. I am Escorting the Queen Risinya Targaryen to meet with my father."
There was a look of recognition in the Ironborn's eyes as he looked at Theon, and I stepped forward next to him, "I believe that Lord Balon received my Raven about a potential alliance between our people."
The Ironborn gave me a look, one which made me feel uneasy. As we left the ship, I pulled aside the Captain of the Guards. "Have ten men stay to guard the ship, I have an uneasy feeling."
"Yes M'Lady," The captain said, a concerned look in his eyes.
"Have the crew prepared to leave at a moments notice," I added as I walked off the gang plank, following after Theon. The men who were to follow me fell in line right after me.
"Lord Balon is waiting for you Your Grace," The Ironborn leading us said as we walked through the streets. While we were walking I noticed a great many men who had weapons and their own form of armor, and the feeling of unease that had been cultivated through the journey seemed to intensify.
I was almost relieved when we entered the main room of the Seastone Castle. Sitting on what I assumed was the Seastone Chair at the end of the long Hallway was who I assumed was Balon Greyjoy.
"So, you're the one they are calling the Wolf-dragon, The Dragon Queen of Westeros." Balon said as we walked into the room. My men followed behind me and I saw a great many Ironborn around the room.
"I am Lord Balon," I replied as I walked up to him, "I wish to gain you and your people's aid in this war. And in doing so help build your house up to the great standing that it once held."
Balon regarded me with a look of disdain, then looked behind me to where Theon stood.
"Boy," He said, pointing at Theon, "Come closer."
I nodded and Theon walked forward, his hand gripping his sword, his back straight and his head proud. As he walked up Balon looked at him appraisingly.
"Nine Years is it, they took a Frightened boy, and what have they given back," Balon asked.
"A man, your Son and Heir," Theon said
"We will see," He said
"Your son," I said, stepping forward, "Is a great man, and an even better warrior. He fought beside me at the battle of Harrenhal, we were outnumbered two to one, and we still took the fortress, and your son did it without a taking a scratch."
"Really, so he fled from the fighting?" Balon asked and looked at Theon.
"No, I fought next to the queen as we opened the gates and then killed so many of the fuckers that I lost count." Theon said, and I could tell from his voice that he was angered at his father's statement.
"Oh really," He said, then pointed at something on Theon, "That Bauble round your neck, did you buy it or did you take it."
"I-," Theon said, and from the tone of his voice I could tell that something was wrong.
"It was Bought wasn't it," Balon said, and Theon nodded. Balon nodded to someone, and then the doors shut behind us and Ironborn began to fill the room.
"Well, I know why you came here, to ask me to bend my knee, and you have also brought me back a greenlander for a son." Balon said to me, "Well, We'll make short work of this, kill them, but leave the girl alive, I'll have my vengeance on Stark through her."
Bows twanged and men drew weapons around us and my men began falling I drew my sword and attacked the raider who came at me first, killing him quickly. I caught sight of Theon who laid unconscious on the ground next to Balon's throne, his blade on the floor next to him. The battle raged on until it was me my kingsguard and two men in a circle of Ironborn. I felt an arrow him me in the leg and I fell to the ground in a haze of pain as arrows cut down the rest of my men. The last thing I saw was a fist heading for my face before I fell into darkness.
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When I came too, I was in a cell and Theon sat next to me. I groggily sat up, and pain lanced through my leg as I did so.
"Rys," He said, worriedly.
"Did anyone else make it," I asked, and he shook his head.
"No, I haven't seen anyone else," He said, then looked at me seriously, "Rys I heard the guards, they plan on selling you to the free cities."
Fear fills the pit of my heart, and a cold chill falls down the back of my spine.
"The Free Cities," I said, my voice panicked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes," He replied, "They said that there was a ship from them waiting in the harbor."
From down the hall we head the sound of men approaching, I looked about the cell and tried to find something, anything to help me escape this situation. But my legs were shackled to the wall of the room. Finally my eyes caught sight of a long rusted nail, out of my reach, but within Theons.
"Theon, I need you to get that nail," I said, an acceptance filling my body as he did so.
"What now?" He asked, and I looked at him, and with a deadly seriousness, I replied, "I want you to kill me."
Theon looked a me horrified. We could hear the men getting closer and it started to get lighter.
"Theon please," I said, "I would rather die than be a slave."
As soon as I finished saying that, Two Ironborn and a man in fine robes appeared. One of the Ironborn opened up the cell door, and I gave him a pleading look.
"Theon please," I said, tears filling my eyes. Theon hesitated, then raised the hand with the nail in it. But his hesitation cost us. An Ironborn grabbed his hand and stopped him from driving the nail into my skull, and the other Ironborn unchained me, and hoisted me up to my knees in front of the finely dressed man.
"Yes," The man said, and his hands groped my breasts, then forced my chin up to meet his eyes, "Yes she will be a real beauty and will fetch a high price on the markets of Yunkai."
"So we are agreed on the price," Balon's voice said from the door and shame, horror, and revulsion filled me as the man in front of me gave a hungry grin.
"Oh, the agreed price will do very nice." The slaver said, and pulled a dart from his robes and pricked the side of my neck, causing my vision to start darkening. The last thing I heard was Theon straining as he tried to get free of his chains, yelling profanities as he did so.