Dragons and Thrones: Final War – The Dragon Queen Rises

Chapter 50 of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin, Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.


Eddard

Blocking at attacked aimed at his head, pushing back and cutting down his attacker, Eddard grimaced as he looked around.

'Once more, once more I find myself caught up in a war...facing war yet again.' He reflected sadly.

Around him they were just finishing dealing with the last of those who wished to fight in this pocket of resistance. They were slowly but surely taking over the city, despite the still solid defences and the inability to make some pockets of enemy resistance budge from where they had stationed themselves.

But it wasn't just being caught up in war that saddened him. 'My children, despite my efforts, my hopes, they are caught up in this war now too...Robb and Arya especially, and Gendry...'

Yes, he considered Gendry family, how could he not, after everything the young man had done for Arya. Of course marrying Arya had made sure he was family in all but blood.

'Yet there is more to family than blood, despite what some may think.' He reflected.

"Father."

He turned, startled, Robb was there, observing him worriedly.

"Are you…?" Robb began.

Ned quickly nodded. "I'm alright Robb, sorry, I was just thinking. Anyway, we better hurry, we still have work to do."

"This battle; it feels so wasteful, given everything that's, going on." Robb commented.

"Queen Daenerys feels that way too Robb, but, despite our efforts; we have no other choice." Eddard replied truthfully. "So, we need to make this as quick as possible and with as minimal losses as we can."

Robb nodded and together they pressed onwards again.

Fighting through more soldiers as they came across them, despite warning them to yield; Ned knew that, no matter what happened, the battle surely couldn't be far from over by now. There was only so much resistance that could remain.

"Father, over there!" Robb called out.

Turning Ned saw them, a contingent of Stormlands troops, trapped in an alleyway, trying to defend themselves from archers on the rooftops who had them pinned down.

"We better help them." Robb said swiftly.

Nodding Ned led the way and together they approached. Once in range he gave the order and their own archers began firing, taking the rooftop troops off guard.

"Quickly, over here!" Eddard called.

Seeing their chance, the Stormlands troops hurried to them and, once free and with the archers dealt with, both forces quickly regrouped.
"You have our thanks, Lord Stark." The man at the head of the Stormlands troops called.

Ned nodded and they resumed their advance, fighting through another blockade, working around barricades in the street.

'I can't shake the feeling that we still face some form of difficulty ahead.' He nodded. 'And what is this...cold feeling?'

He looked over at Robb who seemed to feel it too. He wondered if Robb had been thinking the same as him, for just as he got that cold feeling, he had been wondering how Arya and Gendry were doing, leading their troops.

But they had little time to dwell on that, for they soon ran into a squad of Gold Cloaks who had been waiting to ambush them. They were surrounded.

"Quickly, fight your way out!" Eddard cried.

But then suddenly, two more warriors stepped forwards, swords drawn and charged in.
"That won't work here!" One bellowed.

Ned blocked his attack, as Robb blocked the other. He recognized the man's voice and knew the armour and cloaks of both of them. Two of the Kingsguard, with Boros Blount being the one who yelled. Given what he had been able to find out about the rest, the other hand to be Osmund Kettleblack.

Quickly pushing back against Boros' blade, Eddard readied himself. The Gold Cloaks closed in and his forces fought desperately, trying to get out. But he and Robb were unable to help them as they soon found themselves caught up in a dangerous struggle, fighting the two Kingsguard in a two on two duel.

There was no time to consider who to attack; they were both forced on the defensive immediately. Both Kingsguard attacked at once and they had to parry. Forcing himself to focus, Ned blocked Boros' attack, ducked back as Osmund tried to attack him.

While Robb then tried to attack Boros, Ned turned and engaged in a short clash of blades with Osmund, neither of them successfully striking each other. Then Boros was back, but Robb stepped in just after him and they clashed again. It was an utter, chaotic mess.

However it was then Ned saw his chance, parrying Boros' next attack he then attacked and managed to deliver a crucial blow. Boros cried out and fell, Ned swiftly finished him off as Robb impaled Osmund, killing them both. The death of the two Kingsguard had an immediate effect, the Gold Cloaks that had been fighting against them fell into confusion and the ambush fell apart.

Those that survived fled and Ned quickly regrouped his forces, attempting to help them recover. But then they heard it, the sound of war horns and yells, shouting.

"What now…?" He wondered aloud.

He quickly grouped his army into a defensive position as one of his scouts went to seek answers. At once his mind plagued him with all sorts of worrying scenarios. A trap, unexpected reinforcements for their enemies, or anything of that nature. Then the scout finally returned and he got his answer.

"Ships, my Lord." He announced. "Ships from Dragonstone, Loras Tyrell has arrived with his army, they're here on our side."

Robb smiled at that. "Gods, that's one piece of good news."

"Yes, anything else?"

The scout nodded and then revealed. "Even more ships, bearing the Greyjoy Kraken."

"Asha Greyjoy." Ned gasped, recalling the reports he had heard about the Iron Islands. "What is she doing here?"

He had a feeling this answer would be crucial in determining their next course of action.

The scout quickly explained.

"They've blockaded Blackwater Bay, but aren't fighting, it seems they are waiting."

Ned nodded. "Just as she said then, she is waiting to see how the battle will play out, ready to side with whoever wins."

"So what now father?" Robb asked.

Seeing the spark returned in his soldiers by this news of reinforcements, Ned smiled.

"We continue to do our duty, Robb, onwards!"

With that they pushed on, ready to fight and bring this battle closer to an end.


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