Lloyd
The massive host of now 30 thousand men at arms had gathered at the other end of the Twins the Frey's had been separated on Hosteens mercy his brothers took the black or to rot in a cell. A small party of men led the ones taking the black back north. As for old Frey? Lloyd swung the sword himself the old man cursing and spitting at him his entire time. With Hosteen Frey a hundred Frey men and another hundred-fifty stark and Tully mixed men ready to march south west. As well joining him was Dacey Mormont Eddard Karkstark who asked to join him. On the request of Ned the blackfish himself was going with him as well. Before they began their march Lloyd had one last piece of business to take care of. Joining the massive host at the head dismounting his horse Lloyd approached his brothers Jon by blood and Theon he considered blood regardless. Theon had orders to return to moat Calin where Reeds men would take him to get passage through the swamps to take a boat to the Iron Islands.
"Don't get yourself killed just, because I'm not there to save your arse" Theon grinned. Lloyd smirked and hugged him tightly a solem moment passed.
"Just get your damn boats on the water and cover my arse when I'm taking the Tyrell's keep from under their asses" Lloyd bantered back. Nodding Theon mounted his horse and rode back to the Twins. Lloyd hugged Jon tightly both brothers not liking being separated once more.
"A'l see you again…in The Reach…with any luck we can get some of that wine King Robert boasted about" Lloyd said smiling at his brother. Jon chuckled and smiled back.
"Aye…and the pretty girls…well for you anyways" Jon japed, Ser Barristan spoke up in good humor.
"You're not a knight yet boy" the men laughed and Jon blushed before Lloyd hugged his brother again.
"Watch your back" Loyd said nodding to his father as a man from the stark army walked up to the Lord of Winterfell and handed him the sheathed ancestral sword of house Stark.
"I brought you back Ice as well you are more used to it than I" Lloyd as well hugged his father and wished him luck with Ned patting his head and asking him to return home to him, his sisters, mother and, brothers.
"You as well Lloyd I will see you when you and Lord Stannis have taken High Garden" nodding to his son both Starks parted ways.
Mounting up the Royal army marched to Kings Landing to drop off a Garrison and march on the Storm Lands to start the war.
Rhaenys
The Riverlands where not what she expected the Tully keep was not as big as the one in Dragon Stone but it was very big and the people where rather nice. With her escort and sworn sword Ser Arys Oakheart she wondered about. He was there when Staffon died and he lamented his death and practically had begged Rhaenys to allow him to be her sworn sword when coming to the Tullys. I failed my prince I shall not fail you my sword and my life I will lay down before you. Ser Arys had been the only one to know of her relationship with Staffon. The knight had smiled and said he was sworn to keep their secret by his oath. Now as she walked around the town the people greeting her she was getting to know her new home before she was to marry Edmure Tully.
Edmure was handsome enough she supposed though not ever as handsome as her prince. Closing her eyes she trembled she was in her bed chambers. And he towered above her his arms strong and they wrapped around her keeping her warm and safe. His thick black hair was swept back his lips though sometimes chapped pulled back in a grin or smirk. Always smiling always happy to see her he would whisper sweet nothings into her ear. In the cold nights he wrapped her in his arms and tell her how he loved her so. She in return would proclaim her love for him and they would kiss. His kisses where so sweet sometimes rough and full of passion he was rough with her, he was gentle with her he was like a beast and, sometimes like a gentle little puppy. A lone tear escaped her eyes and a black leathered glove wiped it away.
"You still think of him my lady?" Arys said his voice gentle with clear remorse. Smiling she hugged her knight catching him off guard his shoulders slacking under his armor he hugged her back as she sobbed gently on his shoulders. Not too far away Edmure who had wanted to show her around himself watched mutely as the fair Baratheon princess cried on her knight's shoulder. The Kingsguard comforted her and stroked her hair gently. Edmure turned and left with a swish of swish of his cloak he needed to think how to make his lady feel more at home. A girl that beautiful should not have to cry the next lord of the Riverlands thought sadly.
Daenerys
Her people tired and supplies low to near exhaustion Daenerys stared onto the walls of the city her scouts reported they found. Qarth an ancient city with many secrets with its…interesting politicians that she was no fool to as they eyed her dragons hungrily. However she needed allies if she was to conquer Westeros allies where needed and these politicians could provide that alliance she might need. Xaro Xhoan Daxos the man that allowed her entranced and hospitality was planning something though Daenerys was none the wiser on what. Jorah had advised they kept their guard up taking his words to heart she was keeping her guard up but her faithful knight had as of late been distant with her. After their shared night Jorah seemed to look downcast and whenever she tried to give him a tender touch he only looked more pained.
"Dear Khaleesi and mother of Dragons I hope your stay is to your liking" Xaro unannounced entered her quarters with in his home. She supposed it was cultural difference putting on a smile she replied to her host.
"Very much so your home is very lovely Xaro" he had insisted on a first name basis. Though he did not call her Daenerys to which she was thankful for. In the same room Jorah was rather tense but she ignored him deciding she would talk with him later about his recent attitude.
"Please I ask you to join me I a meeting to attend to and I think it would be a perfect opportunity to see the city" he smiled smoothly like any politician.
"I would be honored to see your city" walking to him he offered his arm and she took it graciously. Moving to join them Jorah was stopped by Xaro.
"Please Ser Mormont there is no need I have a full security escort please enjoy yourself" he smiled to Jorah though she could tell it was more mocking than politeness. She resisted the urge to demand his presence but if she was going to make allies it would be best not to anger him.
Theon
On the ship's deck Theon smelled the sea air smirking as he saw the endless sea before him. The gods he hadn't been on a ship sense he was a child leaving Pyke. Sighing he decided to return to his quarters below deck where he had the Captains daughter to warm his bed during the trip she was a nice enough girl and pretty…when she kept her mouth shut. She talked too much but he supposed she spent so much time at sea she hardly ever talked to anyone. So he humored her when he could entering his room he found her naked on his bed smirking he began to remove his own clothing as she giggled and got under the sheets.
A few hours later trousers and boots on Theon was sitting at the small desk in the room. Frowning looking at the letter that Eddard Stark had given him. He wondered if only briefly if his father would deny them. But he smirked and laughed it off his father would be getting his son back. He would not deny him and he would join this war and they could win this war. Who knows he might even win some glory on the way. Blowing out the candle he joined the girl who cuddled to him and he enjoyed the warmth her body provided and he drifted off to a sleep where he dreamt himself the Lord of the Iron Islands.
Jon
Grunting Jon swung his blade down and it clashed with Matthos the other squire jumped back knowing better. Jon was a sneaky fighter it would seem when he got close and personal so Matthos had learned better than to get into a struggle with him. Both squires where in chain mail Jon in his given Kingsguard white mail signifying his training as future Kingsguard. Though he found having the crowned stag instead of his father's dire wolf he was begging to find a fondness for the crowned stag from his time with Staffon. Sighing a small pang of hurt came to him remembering the loss of the prince. He was the only one at his age in the Red Keep Matthos was a bit older and they barely saw each other. As a Kingsguard he met regularly with Staffon in the Red Keep. Narrowing his eyes he stepped up with big swing from underhand and Matthos met it with less strength making him fling his sword free. Stepping forward Jon put the tip of his sword to Matthos throat and smirked.
"I submit" Matthos smiled sheepishly. Jon chuckled and sheathed his sword and Ser Barristan as per usual came to teach him and Matthos a few things.
"Not bad Jon Matthos you need to watch your opponent better Jon's stance was wide meaning a powerful swing. You need read your opponent better so you can counter accordingly" Nodding Matthos stepped back to let Knight and squire continue.
"I took too long I did not expose his stance which was considerably less stable than mine. I could have easily knocked him off his feet for a victory" Jon said aloud and Ser Barristan smiled patting his shoulder proudly.
"Aye but do not underestimate your opponent Jon Matthos could have let u throw him down and when u tried to strike him he could have driven his sword through your gut" punctuating his point Ser Barristan patted Jons stomach.
"Ah yes I'm sorry" Jon said frowning in thought and Ser Barristan only chuckled patting his shoulder.
"Do not fret Jon you still did good simply trust your instincts and you will do fine". Nodding Jon was about to ask to be excused to eat when a soldier interrupted them.
"Ser Barristan! The king is here" the bannerman said with urgency. Not seeming surprise Ser Barristan merely sighed and walked on Jon followed dutifully deciding to see what was happening. The three men arrived to the middle of the camp to find King Robert in the middle. King Robert was loudly telling a story a tanker in hand wine spilling here and about and the men all grinned and laughed loudly. Jon was amazed this was not the king that was at Kings Landing who sat the Iron Throne bored. Not even the father who played with his children. Here was a warrior the man didn't even have his crown he laughed cursed joked and the men all joined in.
"Your grace may I ask why you are here?" Ser Barristan stepped up to his King bowing.
"Ser Barristan! Come join us I was just telling them about our battle at the Green Fork River. Grab some wine and take a swig!" Robert bellowed Ser Barristan was unmoved however.
"Your grace…Kings Landing" Ser Barristan began before Robert interrupted.
"Is fine! The small council can take care of the city and the Kingslayer is seeing about guarding the city. Now come on! Join us!" Robert took it all in stride and Ser Barristan sighed defeated.
"I'm on duty I'm afraid my liege but I shall remain by your side regardless Jon you are dismissed get some food lad we near our first battle" Nodding Jon left to find food.
Finding the line where food was served Jon picked a loaf of bread a small portion of salted meat and he was given a cup of wine. Finding men sitting around everywhere by fires and some tables he didn't know where to sit when a man by a fire waved him over. Sighing he joined them bowl on his legs he bit his bread and the man who sat him down addressed him.
"You're Starks bastard aren't you? Yeah the one that's going to be a Kingsguard" The man bluntly spoke to him. Jon frowned but answered regardless.
"Aye that's me" Jon said.
"Look at that same look as Lord Stark are all you Northermen that sour looking" a man on the other side of the fire spoke up grinning crooked teeth.
"Nah I think the Starks are all sour" the one next to the man who spoke first. Five men where around the fire including Jon. The one next to him introduced himself before the conversation moved further.
"Aye don't mind them they've never left the Riverlands in their life. My name is Merek from Riverrun" Merek then pointed to the man next to him "This is Rowan Seagard he don't say much cuz he's a mute ain't that right Ro?" Merek smirked at Rowan who turned his brown eyes at him and then returned to his meal. Merek chuckled and moved on next to Rowan. To the man next to Rowan who was the one that talked to Jon before. "That's Walter from Riverun me and him go way back to stealing from a bar down in Riverrun. He got his lovely personality from his arse of a father the stranger keep him" Merek raised his cup and so did the rest.
"AYE" they all said but Jon who felt left out.
"That final one there with the ugly face" Merek started.
"Fuck you yah trout" the man raised his wine cup smirking.
"I love you too Roger, he's from the Twins" Merek offered.
"Aye I met your brother there Snow" Roger said smirking at Jon. The young wolf for a second took his time to look at them all. Merek was older than Jon perhaps in his twenties he had a cropped hair cut brown hair with green eyes. His face was straight with straight teeth a bit uncommon with smallfolk. Rowan was older with a shaven head and a thick beard that made him look older with brown eyes. Walter was about the same age as Merek trimmed beard and crooked teeth. Finally Roger was the oldest if Jon guessed in his early thirties or late twenties.
"Yeah when I was captured he gave us the option to serve him or see the chopping block…well here I am" Roger grinned holding his cup of wine to his lips before taking a last swig.
"sorry" muttered Jon.
"Ah hell if I had a coin for every man that threatened my life I'd be neck deep in cunt" Roger laughed loudly the others joining Rowam simply smiling his eyes crinkling in merriment. This was certainly the colorful bunch Jon found himself meeting. Smiling he joined their conversation that turned to weapons and then then girls. That night Jon was not a bastard but another fellow soldier.
Eddard
When he received a message when they set camp out by Harrenhall that Robert was coming from Cersei he dismissed it. When Stannis entered his tent with the same message from his wife Ned sighed and placed his hand to his face. He should have known really Robert would not have stayed in Kings Landing long Robert had actually hoped someone would have tried seiging the city if only so Robert would have remained. Exiting his tent he made his way to Roberts newly set up tent. Inside he found his friend in trousers and boots with his toiletries and cream on his face.
"Ned! I know you come to nag me like an old Septa but can it wait after I make my face presentable?" Robert said dismissively.
"So you know what you did is not the best course of action" Ned tried. Though after growing up with Robert he should really know better by now.
"Bah first our rebellion than Greyjoy! If I sit out this one what would people say? Robert the craven! Sends his Lords to do his dirty work instead of himself!" Robert proclaimed. Though Ned knew better Robert was thrilled at the prospect of combat. He hadn't wielded his hammer in years with killing intent Ned supposed he understood the feeling a little. Though he took n pleasure in taking lives he still missed the days when he fought with Robert at his side curses flying armor dented and crusted over with blood. They were younger then both men were approaching their forties. They weren't boys anymore a young one could get lucky or be faster they are and end up with a blade to the ribs. Abandoning the dark thoughts Ned spoke up again.
"Well I suppose I should let you know our plan" Ned said and motioned to join him in his tent when Robert was finished. Waiting for his friend Robert finished shaving and his face looked youthful again and Ned temporarily thought of trimming his beard as well as Cersei kept telling him. With a simple leather double and a sword to his hip Robert joined him as they walked out. Ned kept an eye on his friend he heard of his escapades in Old Town during the rebellion. Walking out some whores passed by breast spilled free and smiling at both men. Though Ned knew they only saw a bag of coin when staring at them but Robert did not shy away and grinned broadly as they walked passed before continuing with Ned.
"Gods if I wasn't married Ned" chuckled Robert.
"Lyanna would take your cock for that" Ned said bluntly but a grin was on his face. Robert barked out a good laugh.
"Aye that she will…gods I love that woman" She was wild! Unpredictable and when they fucked it was always a struggle scratching biting and loud. Thank the gods the children did not have their rooms close to theirs less they scarred them for life. Why Staffon-Robert sombered instantly Ned noticed but said nothing Robert was still grieving. But unbenkowns to Ned Robert was out on a mission and that was vengeance for Lyanna, himself and their children. Robert wanted blood this war was going to end with one side or the other dead on the ground or not at all. Reaching his tent Ned found Stannis inside who nodded to him and he and Robert gave each other a cool head nod. Brandon and I would have hugged. He would have clapped by back and tell me to rejoice Ned thought as he witnessed the distant manner these two brothers treated each other with. It was not his place to comment however.
"Seeing as Robert saw fit to join us I thought you would update him on our situation" Stannis said evenly.
"Come on Stannis we go to war like the Rebellion" Robert grinned.
"You went to war…Renly and I starved in Storms End" Stannis growled.
"Ned saved" Robert was about to retort with a growl of his own until Ned interrupted them.
"Enough! We a war to win and fighting among ourselves will only benefit the enemy" Ned pointed a Northen glare at both. Stannis grunted and looked down at the map they had gathered around Robert looked more like a chastised child but relented. "Now Lord Stannis and I have decided to split our forces I will march on Storms End and he will march to the Reach on the Rose road to join Lloyd with Tywins forces to take Highgaden. Having Highgarden we can make Mace pull his support from Renly and he will have no choice but to surrender" Ned look more pointedly at Robert than Stannis. Robert was a wild card when it came to his enemies. As merciful as he could be he was also not to be trifled with remembering the Greyhoy Rebellion when Robert nearly took Baelon's head.
"Tywin? How do you think he will join us? He won't move a finger unless we give him something" Robert said. Even with Cersei as his wife Tywin had his ambitions for his house and he could do little to convince him otherwise.
"I sent Lloyd with the power of the hand…he might want my seat I will give it to him if he supports us" Ned looked at Robert who looked irritated at the prospect but left it be.
"Finally I sent Theon to Baelon Greyjoy to see about getting his fleet on our side to attack Sunspear" Ned looked at Robert.
"Bah that old fool is not to be trusted Ned are you sure?" Robert lifted a brow.
"Aye it's not Baelon I trust but Theon. He will succeed of that I am sure" Ned nodding confidently. Accepting his decision they moved on about their first battle.
"Our first battle will be to break the Siege on Bronzegate. Lord Ralph sent a raven out several of his Ravens in a last attempt to call to us for help. All of their Ravens are gone we must as such make haste and break the siege he is a loyal man and his forces will add to our numbers" Ned said.
"Very well I will be with you then Ned what's the plan on breaking the siege? Calvary?" Robert asked.
"Aye we will ride in force and our Calvary will break their main force while the rest sweeps in I have little doubt that Lord Ralph will open his gate and charge when we get break their lines" Robert grinned excited.
"Hah! We will smash their lines and send them packing cocks between their legs to Renly! What about you Stannis?" Robert asked.
"I will take the Rose road and head for Ashford Castle if they don't surrender than I will take it. this will cut off supply with the Reach and Storms End" Stannis said.
"Well then Stannis I couldn't take Ashford and I'm the better warrior think you can do it?" Robert bellowed and Ned shook his head.
"I'm the better commander" Stannis countered.
"I'm stronger" Robert said frowning.
"I'm smarter" Stannis growled back.
"My cock's bigger" Robert slammed his hands on the table before Ned walked out to get air he spoke clearly and loudly.
"You're both children" Roberts's loud laugh and Stannis growl was the last thing he heard as he walked off to cool his head. Gods Robert will make me go gray and Cersei will be angry with me. Ned thought shaking his head and walking off into the night.
Lloyd
"The Stark Host! Open the gate!" yelled the man guarding the wall of Riverun. Lloyd was heading their small host of one hundred men. The Blackfish next to him and Hoosten Frey close behind him the older knight looked at Riverun impressively. Despite being from the River lands he never saw Riverun as he had squired for a hedge knight seeing more of the Neck and other places. Taking the lead the Blackfish led them inside were they would rest the night and continue to the Westerlands and finally Casterly Rock. The small town at Riverun was very nice Lloyd noticed reminding him of Winterfell only less cold. The people greeted the Blackfish by name and he grinned widely returning the hellos some by name even.
"Your well liked here ser" Lloyd commented smiling at some pretty girls that were on an open window on the second floor of a house. They giggled and waved at him Ser Brynden grinned at Lloyd wagging his eye brows the young stark chuckled shaking his head.
"Well I grew up with these people off course they know me don't the people know you in Winterfell? Asked Ser Brynden.
"Not like this I know a few people but I mostly spend my time practicing swordplay or riding beyond the walls." Lloyd chuckled as they finally made it to the Tully Keep. Once inside he told his men they were free to do as they wanted and to reconvene next morning. Entering the dining hall to keep the old knight and young wolf found a none other than Rhaenys and her faithful sworn sword Ser Arys Oakheart. The young maiden stood hands clasped and eyes wide as she saw Lloyd enter. Ser Brynden glanced between the two and excused himself to find a good cup of ale and perhaps a servant girl to warm his bed.
"Lord Stark! The seven bless you for being okay" she practically flung herself at Lloyd who felt awkward hugging her back. He barely spent time with her in her time in Winterfell but she was being rather familiar. Then again she just lost someone she probably was very close with.
"My Lady I hope I find you in better spirits" Lloyd said sympathetically.
"I will be in better spirits when Aegon pays My Lord" Rhaenys said with conviction. Lloyd couldn't imagine wanting one of his siblings dead but then again.
"He will pay but please My Lady, Lloyd would be fine I'm no lord yet" he smiled at her. Rhaenys smiled back and disengaged from him and clasped her hands before her.
"Than please just Rhaenys let's not stand on formalities" she said while offering him a seat in a table by the great hall. "Ser Arys could you please fetch a servant? I'm sure Lloyd would like some food after a long road of travel." Nodding Ser Arys bowed and excused himself to find a servant.
"How is the war going? Are we making progress? I receive no news here and Edmure says a lady should not concern herself with such ugly matters" Rhaenys scowled, Lloyd decided such a beautiful girl should not be scowling.
"There is nothing yet my lady…though I suppose you may have already heard of my siege on the Twins. Currently my father and your Lord Father are marching south. My father will be heading for the Storm Lands and your Lord Father and I will be taking Highgarden" Lloyd said. Rhaenys nodded before speaking again.
"What of Aegon? When are you to march into Dorne?" Lloyd blinked a bit surprised she cares little for anything else it seems Lloyd thought momentarily.
"One problem at a time my lady first we are concentrating our effort on taking down the userper Renly Baratheon" Lloyd started. Rhaenys seemed disappointed for a moment but quickly a few servants arrived with food and wine. Ser Arys as well took his place close to his lady but gave them enough space for privacy.
"Forgive me, please it's just….Lloyd can I trust you? Truly and honestly?" she clung to his arm her face contorted into a grimace. Glancing to Ser Arys the older knight merely nodded before Lloyd gently pried his hand free and held hers and told her she could trust him.
"Aye My Lady please alleviate your troubles to me" she smiled gratefully before glancing about the servants gone she spoke in a hushed tone.
"Please do not think any less of me much worse of Staffon but, you see he and I…were lovers though we kept this hidden only Ser Arys knew" Lloyd was shocked he did not know how to feel. They share no blood I suppose but…no I cannot judge them besides the Targaryen's where known for their incestuous relationships. Lloyd clasped her hands and looked at her face serios.
"I'm not god to pass judgment on you My Lady though I do not understand the pain of losing a lover. I do understand the pain of losing family" he squeezed her dainty hands a little and offered her an encouraging smile. "I will bring you Aegon's head My Lady I will serve justice and you shall have your vengeance by sword" Lloyd said with conviction. Rhaenys smiled and felt lighter telling someone else of her relationship with Staffon. She also felt the burden of her vengeance be lifted knowing he would die she tried. The gods she tried to make him understand he was wrong in his love for…'him' She loathed Rheagar Targaryen. He abandoned her…abandoned her mother and now Aegon abandoned for the memory of a dead man. Staffon my handsome prince you will be avenged eating food and drinking they traded tales of their childhood. As well as Rhaenys telling her of how she and Staffon became romantically involved. Which was mostly on his side with his ever charming personality.
Royce
The night was cold in this damnable night but Royce could not stand to be in craster's Keep any longer. That foul bastard fucked his own daughters and then proclaimed this is what they wanted? I cannot speak for my brothers as I know what some of them are…but surely I do not want this Royce walked out and got as far away from the Keep as he could. Out in the woods he leaned against a tree watching the snow fall through the heavy foliage. While Royce stayed in the cold he looked around when something caught his eye. Is that a babe crying? He looked to his left and saw Craster walk with a bundle of furs. Frowning he hid behind the tree as best he could looking around Craster set the babe down on the snow and walked off. Royce was horrified he was going to rescue the babe he just waited for Craster to leave. After a few minutes the babe's cry's echoing in the woods Royce made to move but a chill…a very familiar chill krept up his spine. His steamed breath turned blue and he felt himself quake with fear.
"Gods…Grave, Will give me strength" drawing his Valaryan steel sword he moved to the babe. Standing before it he stood. Waiting he could hear the wind sing on his ears he could hear whispers of some sorts. "I'm not so craven that I will run from your dark magic" sword up Royce stood his ground. From the shadows he saw it, it was large perhaps seven feet tall it's skin gaunt and blue as the ice. It wore what appeared to be a clear armor. From its hip it drew a transparent blade that seem to reflect the colors of a rainbow. "I will kill you monster let us see if Valayran steel will keep you dead" growled Royce. The babe cried louder a hand was on his shoulder jumping Royce turned and another hand grabbed his wrist. It was Sam who who nearly got stabbed by Royce.
"Come on Royce we need to return!" Sam said fear evident on his voice.
"No Sam I will kill it!" Royce returned his hand to himself.
"Royce no please we have to leave and tell Jeor!" Turning to the White Walker Royce saw another one coming. Gritting his teeth he looked at the babe and then at the approaching threat.
"Seven hells! Go sam go!" pushing the heavier boy they ran for Craster's Keep. Both brothers did not sleep well that night afte telling Jeor. Who replied with a frown and resigned voice.
"They serve less kind gods than we do" Royce had growled angrily and stormed out this time standing close to the keep this time. Huddled together with Sam, Grenn and, Ed cloaks wraped around each other by a small fire.
"This time…just this one time Sam saved you, you cold bastards…but I will kill you…mark my words I will kill you all" finally Royce fell asleep. For the night was dark and full of terrors.
Okay first thing first I apologize for the SUPER long wait I really am Dx. But college and work have been hammering me for ages. Still I got this chapter out as soon as I could not to mention my computer decided to give me the middle finger. My Word processor crashed in the middle of saving and destroyed my progress. However School is almost over so I can get back to writing but HEY thank Stronghold for reviving my love for Midevil times. Not to mention my love for Game of Thrones now then let's move on to questions hall we x3?
Q: The royal fleet
A: As I put in the story earlier the fleet is pretty much nonexistent right now what it was ten ships yeah. Six war gallies and four long ships and if you want to raid the coast you need Long ships for fast strikes to go in raise hell and get out! So that's why the Royal loyalist (let's call them that for now) need the Iron Islands. Right Now the Sunset Sea is controlled by the Reach and the Narrow Sea by the Martells. Even if they raid along the coast of Dorne one Raid will be enough to spread word and the port towns would tighten their garrison and security. A valid point however :D.
Q: Cersei and Ned
A: Well Ned's out fighting a war can't interact much when one is in the capitol the other out in the field. Still who knows they might get something just you wait x3.
Well that's all and thugh I couldn't fit Tywin on this chapter I can honestly say he will be in the next :D. I will try to not make you guys wait so much for the next chapter. As I said school is almost out so please bear with me a few papers left to finish and then I will be done with college for this semester.
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Oh extra side note will put up a poll regarding Lloyd soon so be on the look out for that in the chapters to come x3.