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Chapter 1
Robert Baratheon
Robert Baratheon first of his name, titles, titles, etc.
He looked over this calm garden where the small river and trees are. As he calmly drinks from his wine that this squire, Lancel.
Gods he hates this one. If it wasn't Jon Arryn and the nagging bitch, then he would've never let this green boy as his squire.
He sighs and drinks more.
He wonders if this was worth a thing.
He fought battles and win the rebellion yet lost the women he loved.
He admits that he married Cersei Lannister the most beautiful woman in the whole seven kingdoms and her father's gold to back him up to the throne is something to be envy upon.
But…
Cersei is a cold heartless woman, and her father is the cruelest man that everyone feared.
Yet she gave him three children, but they all look like those blonde shits and not one look of Baratheon ever.
Every day in his court he is surrounded by Lannister here and there.
He remembers his favorite daughters, Mya Stone and Joanna Storm.
Robert could honestly say he loves his daughters more than his sons. Hell, he probably would likely give up his crown to his daughters.
Myrcella is a sweet girl, but Cersei kept Myrcella close to her than him. So, he couldn't know what type of girl she is to him.
Mya Stone was his first eldest bastard daughter when he was foster in Vale with Ned.
He had vague memories of him, as a big strong man tossing her in the air and catching her. Mya would squeal in happiness and he would always catch her in his arms.
Joanna Storm is likely the version of his mother, Cassana. Yet she is fierce and more likely the most daring daughters he had ever fathered. He felt awful when her mother chose to exile herself and leaving her daughter behind. Sure, he orders Renly to foster his daughter along with his other son Edric Storm, but Joanna has more fury than he ever had. She is not afraid to openly glared at Cersei Lannister.
That is something he could respect.
Every time his brother would leave matters at others, but Joanna steps forward to take over many things in Stormlands.
Robert was given reports in Stormlands and he has to say he is beyond impressed. Even forcing Edric to study to be lord of holdfast.
Cersei would bitch and bitch that his sweet Joanna is planning to take Stormlands from her children's rights.
Ha! As if he will allow a blonde-haired Baratheon to rule over his homelands.
Joanna had done her duty and remain firm at Stormlands.
However, Robert wonders if she was meant something better than a bastard life. For a boy, he could become a Maester, knight, hell he could take himself anywhere with a sword in his hand. However, young girls had harder chances of ever married anyone.
He had already sent a raven to send in papers for him to be signed to legitimize her as from Storm to Baratheon.
Hopefully, he would at least did one good deed to one of his offspring.
"Your Grace," He heard Ser Barristan Selmy received a message from a page boy.
"Yes, what is it?"
"The small council needs you."
Robert grunted, "Why does this need my attention?"
It's always the same.
Complaining about this and upset at that. Gods he wished that he had never taken the crown.
"I'm afraid your grace, there have been raiders attacking every town, and Lords of holdfast castles has fallen."
That snapped him out.
Impossible.
"Take me to the council!"
Quickly forgetting his drink and rushed down to the small council.
"What's this I have been hearing now?! Varys what is the meaning of this?!"
"Sadly, my little birds have been killed along with innocent lives," Varys commented sounded sad yet upset.
"Luckily, we had a knight who managed to escape along with few survivors," Renly said as he pointed to a hedge knight with a small group of women, old men, and children who survive the horrors.
"Well, speak," Robert ordered.
"It started like any other day, towns and markets are kept busy. People walking and talking until we got to attack. We have never seen them before…"
"Ironborns!" Robert growled as he had no doubt it must be them.
"No, your grace," A timid tavern woman answered him. "It wasn't Ironborns. They look foreign to us. Different languages that we had never heard before. They had paintings in their faces and fought us like they were monsters." The poor trembles and shiver.
"They killed our men, rape the women, and taken children as," He gulps and finished it. "slaves." His voice tone like it was a sin.
Robert stood up and bang on the table hard.
BANG!
"Damn them!" Robert turned at Varys. "Send more of your birds eunuch. I will find them and make them regret the day they were born!"
Ravens were set out that they are being invaded.
Varys sends out his little birds but remains silent. Ravens were sent put by King Roberts orders to all the seven realms.
All Robert orders to prepare soldiers in case their towns and holdfast are attacked.
Storm's End
Joanna Storm looked and read the raven as her close allies are in the meeting room.
"Raiders attacking villages…Painted faces…strange-looking foreigners…" Joanna mumbled as she read what is described in the letter.
"It seems that we are being invaded," Joanna said to herself.
She knew it was a matter of time that they will be caught everyone by surprise.
Quickly went into the halls and enter Edric Storms' room.
"Sister, what is it?" Edric Storm is handsome and looks like a Baratheon despite his big ears. Joanna simply said, "You are going to pack your things."
Edric jumped up and said, "What? Why?"
"For your safety, if these invaders come they will show you no mercy. No matter what, you are the king's son. You are more valuable enough to flee to safety. I am to remain here as Princess Argella Durrandon done before I."
Joanna Loved the story of Princess Argella Durrandon. She admires her. It was a shame that her loyal men betrayed her and delivered her to Orys Baratheon.
'But that will not happen to me,' Joanna furiously thought. She would rather die than be delivered by a leader who would likely make her a bedwarmer.
"Sister, please. Let me stay." Edric begged her. He doesn't want to leave her. He loves her enough to be his mother.
Joanna hugged her brother.
"It is only for a little while. You need to be safe first."
Edric sniffs as he holds her tighter.
It will the last time they see each other again. However, they met again when the War of Five kings commissioned as Joanna and Edric returned as Baratheon siblings fighting together against Lannister's.
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Next chapter, the Heathen army is coming and returning to the sea. But captured the Storm Bastard girl.