To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco
Leaf is Played by Kae Alexander
Ygritte is Played by Rose Leslie
Missandei is Played by Nathalie Emmanuel
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Chapter 12
Southern Side of the Wall
"How far are we from Castle Black?" Ygritte asked as she walked beside her lover.
Getting taken to Winterfell if only briefly had been eye-opening for her. She hadn't gotten to see any of the structure being deep in the Godswood. But the ability to travel south like that so quickly was astounding. From what he had told her, Ygritte understood that Jon's father and brother had also been brought back to Winterfell the same way.
"Since we aren't traveling along the Kings Road we'll be moving slower. Probably about a week at this pace," Harry answered.
"Not bad. At least we aren't walking through snow. The ground is awfully soft south of the wall," Ygritte said.
Ygritte began walking a short distance ahead with Leaf who had appeared next to the red-haired woman. Only Ygritte and Harry could see Leaf. Ygritte and Leaf began having a mental conversation. Harry suspected it was about him. But he didn't intrude.
"You'll never hold onto her," Orell said as he walked up next to Harry.
"Why is that?" Harry asked.
"You don't know our ways," Orell said.
"I do know something about you Orell. You sat and watched Ygritte attracted to her. But you were too scared to do anything about it until you saw she was out of your grasp. Now you're seeking to try to steal her from me. But let me tell you something. Ygritte wants me. Not you. Just remember that. Also remember you aren't the only one with power," Harry said.
Harry looked up at the hawk flying overhead. He used the warging ability Leaf had been training him in to take control of the hawk. Orell realized what he was doing and fought Harry. But Harry was simply more powerful. After a minute of this Harry released the bird and then kept walking leaving a stunned and gasping Orell behind.
Several hours later the group was taking a break in the woods. Tormund had decided to give Harry some advice about sex.
"Most men fuck like dogs," Tormund explained before mimicking thrusting against his pack. "No grace, no skill. A few dozen thrusts and they are done. You need to be patient and give the woman time. Your cock shouldn't go near her until she's as slick as a baby seal. And then you go inside. Do it slowly. Don't jam it in like you're spearing a pig."
"Thank you for the advice," Harry said.
It was actually good advice Harry had been figuring out on his own. Patience was very good with the use of foreplay to get a woman ready. As they walked Harry noticed Orell approach Ygritte. He hung back and just listened with a charm.
"You think he loves you is that it?" Orell asked. "Did he tell you he's going to make you his lady?"
"He didn't tell me anything," Ygritte replied. "He didn't need to."
"I've seen you two whispering in the night giggling like a pair of girls," Orell said.
"You're jealous," Ygritte noted.
"Of course I'm jealous," Orell said. "You should be with one of your own."
"You've never said a kind word to me before. But suddenly I choose a man that isn't to your liking and you change your tune," Ygritte said.
"If you were mine you would hear it. I would tell you that you are beautiful, fierce, and wild. I'd be good to you. You love him?" Orell asked.
"I do," Ygritte said.
"Cause he's pretty. Is that it?" Orell asked. "You like his pretty hair and pretty eyes."
"Jealousy makes a person ugly and it has nothing to do with how they look," Ygritte said. "He has a lot more going on for him than being pretty."
Ygritte walked away.
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Essos
Meanwhile Daeny and her forces had reached the city of Yunkai. This city was the primary trainer of bed slaves, which were essentially sex slaves. Daeny didn't need the city of Yunkai. But when she learned that over 200,000 people were enslaved there she decided she wanted to take the city. She began "negotiations" with the leaders of the city. They sent out an emissary and it didn't go well for Yunkai. Daeny came away with a couple of chests full of gold.
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South of Wall
"Is that a palace?" Ygritte asked when she saw a short tower.
"No. It's a windmill. It's used to grind flour for baking," Harry explained.
"Whoever built it must have been great men to stack stones so high," Ygritte said.
"You didn't get to see it the night we were there. But Winterfell has towers much higher than that. Someday we'll see it during the day," Harry promised.
"You still think Mance will decide to bend the knee?" Ygritte asked quietly as they walked.
"He doesn't have a choice. It would be one thing if the wall was poorly manned. But with a fully manned wall they can't hope to prevail. He'll be forced to bend the knee now or wait until the Others reach the wall. But he'll bend or die the same," Harry answered.
"The free folk won't like it," Ygritte admitted. "But they'll like the Others even less."
"You said it yourself. Mance doesn't care whether you live or die. I care if you live or die. You'll have a place on this side of the wall no matter what. So will your people if they bend the knee," Harry said.
Ygritte took his hand and then said with a mischievous smirk, "Want to see me on my knees do you Jon Snow. What do you want me to do when I'm on my knees?"
"I think Leaf has been telling you what I like," Harry said.
"She has indeed," Ygritte said with a grin.
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Tyrion Lannister woke up in his bed in Kings Landing. This latest dream-vision had shown him being forced to marry Sansa Stark. The girl in his dream-visions had flowered into a beautiful young woman. The thought of sticking his cock in her wasn't exactly unpleasant. But he looked over at the woman laying in bed next to him, his Shae. He was finding he didn't want to bed Sansa at the cost of Shae. He hadn't thought he would be able to fall in love again after what happened the last time. But Shae inspired it in him. He just hoped it would last.
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Sansa Stark awoke from her latest dream-vision. Her other self had gone from the height of happiness at marrying Loras Tyrell to the pit of despair at finding out she was to marry Tyrion Lannister. She herself knew better. The rumor was that Loras Tyrell preferred the company of men only. And Tyrion Lannister had been nothing but kind to her. The real Sansa Stark in this world was learning to see through people. Tyrion would have made a better match than Loras Tyrell. But in this world she had the potential for an entirely better fate than that world.
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Theon woke up screaming with his heart racing. He reached down and felt his cock. He could still remember the pain of them cutting it off of him. It was horrible. He curled up and whimpered.
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Talisa Stark sat in her room missing her husband. He was off at the wall fighting for the north and the seven kingdoms. She missed him so dearly.
"Talisa," Robb said as he suddenly appeared in their chambers startling her.
"Robb, how are you here?" Talisa asked she got up and went to him.
"Lady Leaf delivered me this," Robb said as he showed her a ring with a wolf symbol on it. "She called it a portkey. She said Jon asked her to give it to me. It will return me to you wherever you are and then when I am ready take me back to where it took me from. She also said it would increase my stamina on the battlefield by several hours and in the bedroom."
Talisa was amazed.
"Your cousin is truly good to us," Talisa said.
"That he is," Robb said before kissing her.
Clothes quickly came off. An invisible Leaf stayed and watched the action intending to share the pensieve memory later with Harry. Talisa Stark when they had first seen her hadn't appeared as conventionally beautiful as the other women Harry had pursued. But the more they saw of her the more attractive she had become. Harry had briefly considered going after her. But she was Robbs now. He wouldn't hurt his cousin. Instead, Harry would settle for making sure the couple was happy and occasionally getting some pensieve memories of Talisa getting fucked. And fucked she got. Leaf had to also strengthen Talisa to be able to take the pounding Robb gave her that night.
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Outside Yunkai
Daeny, Jeor, Jorah, Ser Barristan, Missandei, and Grey Worm made up her usual entourage. They all stood watching the company of sell swords who had camped outside of Yunkai.
"Men who fight for gold cannot be trusted," Ser Barristan said.
"They can be trusted to kill you if they are paid," Jorah pointed out.
"Aye. And the Yunkish are paying this company well," Jeor said.
"The Second Sons demand a high price," Jorah added. "Their leader is a Braavosi named Mero. He's called The Titan's Bastard."
"There may be less of them. But from what Jorah tells me they will cause considerable losses among your forces if we engage," Jeor pointed out. "They are 2,000 strong."
"See if they will meet with me. I would like to speak to this Titan's Bastard," Daeny said.
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Daeny's Tent
"Your Grace, allow me to present the captains of the second sons, Mero of Braavos, Prendahl na Ghezn, and um," Ser Barristan trailed off as he looked at the last man.
"Daario Naharis," Daario, the last man, said.
Mero strode forward several steps cockily and said, "You're the Mother of Dragons? I swear I fucked you once in a pleasure house in Lys."
"Mind your tongue," Jorah said with a barely restrained snarl.
"Why?" Mero said as he strode forward and sat down nearby Daeny. "I didn't mind hers. She licked my ass like she was born to do it."
He fluttered his tongue like he was licking something rapidly. That's when things got weird. Mero's tongue fell out of his mouth and flopped down on the cushions he was sitting on. He stared down at it in stunned horror. Daeny got what was going on immediately as Rosetta appeared in the tent. Daario and Prendahl both reached for their swords. Rosetta gestured and their swords vanished.
"If you can't keep a civil tongue in the presence of Daenerys Stormborn then you shall lose your tongue," Rosetta said.
"Meet Rosetta. She is one of the Children of the Forest and is quite protective of me," Daeny said. "Rosetta, I think Mero can have his tongue returned. I believe he has learned to be civil hasn't he," She said while looking pointedly at the man.
Mero nodded his head in agreement and his tongue returned into his mouth. The spell was a simple transfiguration.
"You can keep your old tongue as a reminder of your stupidity," Rosetta said.
Harry had simply transfigured a new tongue out of the flesh where his previous transfiguration had cut off the old tongue. Mero opened his mouth.
Daeny interrupted him and said, "Think carefully over your next words or the next thing Rosetta may remove is your cock."
Mero closed his mouth and then a moment later asked, "What did you call this meeting for?"
"Fight for me. Your numbers are against you," Daeny said.
"This is true," Daario said. "But the Second Sons have prevailed against the odds before. We are mounted on horse and well trained."
"You seem rather young to be a captain," Daeny noted.
"He isn't a captain," Prendahl corrected. "He's a lieutenant. If we break our contract with the Yunkish no one will hire the Second Sons in the future."
"Come with me to Westeros and you won't need another contract," Daeny suggested. "You have two days to decide."
Daario was the first to rise. The others rose as well. They departed.
"Thank you for your assistance Rosetta," Daeny said.
"Of course. The leader was revolting. All three have been cursed with the inability to get hard until I remove it. They will not be able to experience the pleasures of being with a woman," Rosetta said before vanishing.
Daeny's eyebrows rose and she said, "More incentive for them to switch sides."
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Daeny's Tent, That Night
"What did you think of the lieutenant we saw today?" Daeny asked as Missandei helped bathe her.
"He seemed to be handsome and less foul mouthed than the leader," Missandei said.
"He was handsome," Daeny admitted. "Very pretty to look at."
"Perhaps if he switches sides you could take him as a lover your grace," Missandei suggested.
"You haven't been with us long enough to know. But each night in my dreams I experience being made love to by the future King of Westeros, my nephew Jon," Daeny explained. "I also experience events with two of the other women the children have picked out for Jon."
"Why would these children do this?" Daeny asked. "Even my people have heard of the legends of the children of the forest."
"I've often asked myself why they would do this. I am not certain if it is actually Jon I am experiencing making love to me in my dream-visions or just a dream my own mind makes of him. The children have been surprisingly tight-lipped about it. The other two ladies, Sansa and Margaery experience something similar. I have made friends with them. I believe the children are trying to woo us into deciding in favor of becoming one of Jon's wives," Daeny said. "Jon is fated to have a rough rode ahead of him. The children believe him the best chance for defeating the Others in the North of Westeros," Daeny explained.
"The Others your grace," Missandei said with fright.
"The children said they are stirring in the North. This is something Jeor Mormont and Qhorin Halfhand have confirmed," Daeny said.
"I see your Grace. That is terrifying. Do you see yourself sharing a man with others?" Missandei asked.
"That is something I haven't fully decided upon yet. I believe I can do so for Jon. He's gorgeous and if the dreams are anything to go by a kind lover," Daeny said.
"What is his mind like? Is he kind?" Missandei asked.
"These are truly like dreams. They are dreams where we never exchange words. I've heard the sound of his voice only when he calls out my name in the throes of passion or groans. I never have the urge to talk with him until I'm awake. It's a strange experience. But one I have grown used to," Daeny said.
"I lean towards accepting the offer. But seeing men like Daario tempts me towards other paths," Daeny admitted. "But if I decide against Jon does that mean I would lose the support of the children?" She thought, afraid to ask the question out loud. "That isn't quite right. I'm not afraid of the answer. To be frank no other man is worth losing the support of the children. They have done so much for me."
"We all have temptations and urges your Grace," Missandei said. "I do not think you would be faulted for having them. The trick is not acting upon them."
Rosetta appeared in the room.
"Rosetta, what is it?" Daeny asked.
"Daario approaches wearing the armor of an unsullied. He has been sent to kill you. But he isn't coming here for that. I will be here. He will not harm you," Rosetta said.
Moments later an unsullied entered. Or rather, one who looked like an unsullied. He removed his helmet.
"Daario," Daeny said as she sat easily in her tub.
"Your Grace," Daario said.
"Why have you come here like this? Be aware if you act threateningly Rosetta will end you," Daeny said.
"Mero and Prendahl debated long about what to do. Mero wanted to return the Yunkish gold and leave this place. Prendahl wanted to switch allegiance to you," Daario said.
"And you?" Daeny asked.
"Why I wanted to swear allegiance to you," Daario said. "Prendahl and I decided we had the better idea. Mero didn't agree," Daario said as he opened the satchel he carried and dumped Mero's head out on the floor of the tent.
"Will you return the gold the Yunkish have given you or keep it?" Daeny asked curiously.
"Return it. But we were hoping you would return it to us as spoils when we take the city," Daario said.
"That I will," Daeny agreed.
"The second sons are yours and so is Daario Naharis," Daario said as he knelt.
"Very well. You may go. Tomorrow we will plan our conquest of Yunkai," Daeny said.
Daario rose and left. Daeny waited some time. Then she looked at Rosetta.
"He is gone your grace," Rosetta said.
Daeny looked at Missandei and said, "Forget what I said earlier. A man like him may be pretty. But he is only after me for my looks as well. I could never trust a man like that. I agree with Ser Barristan."
"A wise precaution your Grace," Missandei said.
Daeny enjoyed the rest of her bath. When she was done, Missandei made use of the leftover water.
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That night Sansa, Margaery, Daenerys, and Tyrion dreamed of Tyrion's wedding to Sansa in that other life. Tyrion did not fuck the fourteen year old Sansa that night. He let her be.
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The Next Morning
Daeny met with her council and asked, "Can any of your tell me of Tyrion Lannister?"
"I can your Grace," Ser Barristan said.
"As can I," Jeor added.
Jeor gestured for Ser Barristan to go first.
"Out of all the Lannisters he seems the most level headed. His sister and father despise him though. I believe they blame him for the death of Joanna Lannister in the birthing bed," Ser Barristan explained.
"I agree with Ser Barristan," Jeor said. "When he visited the wall I found Tyrion Lannister to be intelligent."
"The children have shown me things about him that suggest not all Lannisters should be painted with the same brush," Daeny mused.
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North of the Wall
"Samwell," Rosetta said as she appeared beside him.
"Yes Rosetta," Sam said.
"I have decided that we will project the image of Gilly and her baby here to keep you company for the remainder of your journey," Rosetta said.
And then Gilly was standing there holding the baby.
"Hi Sam," Gilly said happily.
"Hello Gilly," Sam greeted with a smile to match hers.
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A Short While Later
"Why are all the ravens cawing?" Gilly asked with concern.
"I don't know," Sam admitted as he rose to go outside.
Gilly's image followed him. They both beheld a white walker standing at the edge of the clearing surrounding the broken down hut Sam had taken shelter in.
"He thinks the baby is his. Craster sacrificed all the boys to them," Gilly said with fright. "Run Sam. I don't think he can get to me. I'm just an illusion. I'll distract him."
"I can't outrun him," Sam said as he drew his sword. For good measure his left hand held his dragon glass dagger he had found at the Fist of the First Men. He didn't yet draw it yet. The walker approached him. "Die," Sam shouted as he swung down with the blade.
The walker let out a screech, caught the blade, and froze it solid shattering the steel. Sam covered his eyes, from the shards. He then ducked under the blow the walker negligently sent at him and got behind its back in a move Jon had taught him. He drew the dagger and stabbed it into the walker's back in one motion. The walker let out an ungodly shriek and clutched at the dagger. Its form seemed to become translucent as it turned to ice and then shattered. Gilly stared at Sam in awe. Sam stared at the walker in awe.
"Congratulations Samwell Tarly," Rosetta said. "Now you know how to kill White Walkers."
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Outside Yunkhai
"Where?" Daeny asked.
"There," Harry pointed wearing his new guise as Daario Naharris.
The original Daario was actually in another part of Essos obliviated of all knowledge of Daenerys Targaryen. Harry was wearing a very convincing illusion over his features to make him look like Daario. Harry realized he was too far away to point properly. So he walked around the map table until he was standing next to Daeny. Their arms brushed together. The skin contact was a wonderful feeling. Harry laid his finger on the point of the map.
"You say this is a back gate?" Daeny asked as she looked up at the handsome man.
"Yes. The second sons have been using it when they visit the bed slaves of Yunkhai," Harry explained.
"Does that include you as well?" Jorah asked.
Harry realized how hard it must be for Jorah to want Daeny when she was obviously attracted to Daario. Harry really liked Jorah and wasn't sure yet how to help the man. Jorah was in love with Daeny.
"It does not," Harry said. "I have refrained from the practice. Slaves are not something I am into. Perhaps if we act quickly word will not have spread about me switching sides. The guards may let me in. Even if that doesn't work it is the best place to breach the city through the back door," Harry said.
That statement was full of double entendre.
"We won't fit the entire army through the back gates," Barristan pointed out.
"No. But me with your two best men can make our way to the front gates and open the city main guides wide for breaching," Harry said.
"Or perhaps you will lead Grey Worm and I to the slaughter cutting the head off our army," Jorah proposed.
"I can see why you would say that. Trust has to run both ways. I'm obviously trusting you here just being here. Perhaps you could ask your companion Rosetta," Harry said as he turned to Daeny.
"Rosetta," Daeny said.
Rosetta appeared and said, "You asked for me your grace?"
"Can we trust this man to help us take Yunkhai?" Daeny asked.
Rosetta looked intently at Harry before saying, "Your grace. Perhaps I can speak to you privately for a moment."
Daeny nodded and followed Rosetta just outside the tent.
"What is it?" Daeny asked once they were outside.
"You can trust Daario to have your best interests at heart," Rosetta explained. "I have taken steps since our last discussion of him to ensure his loyalty."
"What steps?" Daeny asked curiously.
"Magical steps," Rosetta said. "I have also removed the impotence curse on him. I have conferred with the other children concerning what we hope for you in the future. We realize that the dream-visions of sharing yourself with Jon may not be enough to satisfy physical urges in the real world. As such, we recommend you put Daario's slick tongue to good use, but only his tongue. And we do not recommend you return the favor personally. I am certain your handmaiden Missandei would be all too happy to repay Daario's good service. Additionally, this is Leaf," Rosetta said as Leaf appeared beside her. "She would also be willing to help repay Daario for his service. She may appear from time to time instead of me. Sometimes events in Westeros draw my attention."
Daeny was surprised at the sudden change in stance from the children.
"I understand," Daeny said. "I thank you for your help."
Rosetta nodded and then vanished. Leaf also vanished as well. Daeny returned into the tent.
"Rosetta has assured me we can trust Daario in this matter," Daeny said. "Daario, Ser Jorah, and Grey Worm will take the back gate."
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South of the Wall
Harry crouched behind a stone wall next to Tormund and Ygritte. Orell came running up.
"Only one old man and eight good horses," Orell reported.
"What's one old man doing with eight horses?" Tormund asked.
"He breeds the horses for the Watch," Harry explained.
"How's he keep folks from steeling them?" Ygritte asked.
"The Watch protects him," Harry answered.
"Not today they don't. If he's selling horses then he has some gold in there," Orell said.
"And proper steel," Tormund added.
"Let's carve him up," Orell suggested.
"You won't be killing him today," Harry said firmly.
"Says who? You?" Orell asked.
"I told you he was still a crow," Orell said.
"Says I," Rosetta said as she appeared next to Harry. "You will take six of the horses. I shall compensate the man. He will be left a breeding pair. You will not touch his gold or the man."
Tormund and Orell were shocked by the appearance of a child of the forest once more. Ygritte was less surprised.
"What's to stop the old man from riding ahead and warning the Watch?" Tormund asked.
"I will prevent it. Send Jon in to do the talking," Rosetta said.
"You're just going to accept this?" Orell demanded.
"She's one of the fucking children of the forest. I don't know about you. But I'm not going to go against one of them. Besides, the free folk need to change if we're going to be living south of the wall," Tormund said. "We don't have a choice if the armies of the north are coming to the wall." Tormund looked at Jon and said, "Go talk to the old man."
Rosetta walked with Jon. The negotiation was short. Harry paid the old man a handsome price for the horses in gold. Rosetta told the man to keep quiet about the wildlings. Jon explained he was on a sensitive negotiation mission with the wildlings for the watch. A compulsion ensured the man complied.
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Essos
Harry crouched with Jorah and Grey Worm outside the back gates of Yunkhai.
"When you hear my signal come in," Harry said. "It will sound like a bird singing."
The other two men nodded. Harry walked up to the gate and the guard challenged him. Harry stated his name and laced it with a compulsion to let him in. The guard allowed Harry entrance. Harry began flinging stunning spells left and right. These guards were slaves. He preferred not to kill them if he could avoid it. He then sent the signal. Jorah and Grey Worm soon joined him through the gates.
"How did you disable these ones without killing them?" Jorah asked when he saw the unconscious guards.
"Darts dipped in a concoction I learned how to make in my travels," Harry said as he showed his two comrades the darts. "They knock a man out quick."
"More guards?" Grey Worm asked.
Harry sensed through his snitch-probe as indeed many more guards headed this way.
"Yes. Come this way quickly," Harry said as he darted off down a back alley.
What followed was leading his two comrades on a hasty run through the city. Leaf had closed the gate behind Jeor and Grey Worm with her magic. She had then placed empty alcohol cups and a jug of alcohol nearby to make it seem like the guards had gotten drunk. What followed was several hours of fighting to take the city.
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Daeny's Tent
Daario, Jorah, and Grey Worm reached Daeny's tent to find her waiting anxiously.
"The slave soldiers threw down their spears and surrendered," Jorah, bloodied and dirties, reported.
"The city is yours my queen," Harry added.
"Well done all of you. You have my gratitude for your service. Thank you. Please get cleaned up and rest. We will talk more about this in the morning," Daeny said.
She waited until the men were leaving before gesturing at Missandei. Harry felt a hand on his arm and stopped. He found Missandei had touched him.
"The Queen wishes another moment of your time," Missandei said.
"Of course," Harry said as he came back.
"I wish for a special service from you. Missandei will help you get cleaned up. Then please come to me in my tent," Daeny requested.
"Of course your grace," Harry said.
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That night Ned Stark, Robb Stark, Talisa Stark, Catelyn Stark, Arya Stark, and several of the other loyal Stark bannermen remembered an event from the other world courtesy of the three-eyed-raven known as the Red Wedding. They witnessed the Freys break guest right and slaughter their guests at Edmure Tully's wedding. It was a very disturbing night for all. Roose Bolton's betrayal was also witnessed.
Roose Bolton and Walder Frey were not aware of the amount of animosity directed towards them after this night. This included the animosity of one very powerful wizard. Plans for retribution were made for the future.
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Daeny's Pavilion
"How may I serve you my queen?" Harry asked as he knelt at the foot of the cushions where Daeny lay.
"You can use that slick tongue of yours to lick my cunt," Daeny said as she spread her legs and spread open her dress to reveal her mound.
"Of course your grace," Harry said with a pleased grin.
"One thing first," Daeny said. "My body is promised to another. So I cannot return the favor. But Missandei will be more than happy to act in my stead."
At this Missandei allowed her own clothing to pool at her feet. Harry was dressed in a robe Missandei had given him after the bath.
"I understand," Harry replied.
Leaf suddenly appeared and pointed at both women. The hair vanished from their pussies.
"To make things easier," Leaf said with a wink before vanishing.
Smut Scene Redacted (See Author's Note at End)
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Castle Black
"Father, did you have the same dream I did?" Robb asked as he entered his father's room immediately after waking.
The guards had allowed Robb past without problem.
"Did you dream about the Freys and Boltons betraying us at Edmure's wedding?" Ned asked.
"Yes," Robb confirmed. "They broke guest right."
"Let me through," Jon Umber, AKA Greatjon Umber, shouted.
"Let him in," Ned called to the guards outside.
Lord Umber entered looking quite disheveled.
"My lord, I had a terrible vision last night," Lord Umber said.
"A bloody wedding at the twins?" Ned asked.
Lord Umber seemed surprised before nodding and saying, "Aye. You had it too then?"
Rosetta appeared and said, "All of the northern lords had it including Edmure Tully. The only northern lord who didn't have it was Roose Bolton. This is what would have come to pass had we not worked more closely with the northern kingdoms. And it is what the Freys and Boltons plot if they are ever given the chance."
"You must have them killed my Lord," Lord Umber implored Ned.
The Greatjon was the only other northern lord stationed at Castle Black. The rest of the northern lords were spread out along the wall with their men working on repairing the castles. The children of the forest were helping with the restoration of the castles. In reality it was the children using devices Harry had enchanted with repairing spells. All the children needed to do was encourage the wild magic of the world to collect in the devices to fuel the enchantments.
"That will not be necessary," Rosetta said. "A fate worse than merely execution is being planned for Roose Bolton, his bastard, and the Freys involved."
"It is one that Jon devised," Rosetta said with a feral grin. "And one which we children wholeheartedly support. Weirwood trees have the ability to keep a person alive for a thousand years or more if they grow into the person. But it is an immobile existence. Those involved will be kept alive in such a fashion trapped inside their own minds reliving death after gruesome death the same they would have subjected their victims to."
There was a moment of stunned silence before Ned broke it saying, "Good. They deserve it for breaking guest right and slaughtering my men and family."
"What of the Freys not involved?" Robb asked.
"They will not be harmed. But they will no longer be Freys. We will use magic to change their blood. They will form a new house. I leave it to you Lord Stark to choose a new name for them with Edmure Tully. I also recommend taking the Twins away from them. The Freys should no longer exist after this punishment is enacted to show the results of breaking guest right. Their house will be unmade. This plan will take time to enact. Until then all I ask is you not reveal what is coming to them," Rosetta said.
"A fitting punishment and a good example. We will keep the silence. I will have word sent to my other lords excluding Roose Bolton," Ned said.
"The Dreadfort would be a good place for Rickon to rule when he is old enough," Robb suggested.
"That idea has possibilities," Ned agreed.
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Castle Black, Later
That day Samwell Tarly reached Castle Black with the news of what happened at Craster's Keep. It was his odd steed that got him there so fast. When he began to tell the tale of the white walker he encountered and killed he was initially laughed at. But Rosetta showing up and confirming the scene stopped the laughter cold.
Ned Stark ordered ravens sent out to all of the seven kingdoms with news of the White Walkers being sighted and combatted. There wasn't a lot of hope for a response with arms. But it couldn't hurt.
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When Harry was shown through Leaf the scene of what would have happened had he never merged with Jon Snow, he was horrified. The idea that Jon Snow would abandon Ygritte to return to the Night's Watch didn't sit well with Harry. Then again, that Jon Snow had taken his vows. It was bad business spying. He hadn't been forced to make any such decision of the sort. With any luck he would never have to. He was toying with the idea of making the right choice for Mance. If Mance didn't make the right choice, Harry may just obliviate Mance and relocate the man to Essos. Harry could take up leadership using an illusion of Mance. But it hadn't yet come to that.
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Meanwhile Jamie Lannister had arrived back in Kings Landing in his dream-visions with Brianne of Tarth and minus his right hand. In reality, he had never left Kings Landing. But that didn't make the journey any less real to him. The experiences had changed him.
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Outside of Yunkhai
Daeny stood on a large boulder surrounded by her advisors and unsullied.
"Here they come," Harry said as he stood in his Daario guise.
The gates opened and the slaves of Yunkhai began pouring out. When the crowd had filled the area between the walls of the city and the unsullied Missandei began to speak.
"This is Daenerys Targaryen, the Stormborn, the Unburnt, the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, the Mother of Dragons. It is to her you owe your freedom," Missandei called.
"No," Daeny interrupted. In Valyrian Daeny spoke loudly and her voice carried by Harry's magic, "You do not owe me your freedom. I cannot give to you what should have been yours. If you want it back you must take it."
One man shouted, "Mysha."
The cry was immediately picked up by the rest of the crowd. They began chanting the word.
"Mysha is the old Ghiscari word for Mother," Missandei said.
"The crowd adores you. There is a feeling of gratitude," Harry said.
They began reaching out to her but didn't get too far because of unsullied spear tips.
"They won't hurt me," Daeny said as she stepped down and past the unsullied.
It was a touching scene, a scene of humanity, as Daeny walked out into the crowd. They held their hands out to her. Eventually she was lifted up onto the hands of the crowd with many holding their hands out to her. The slaves were so very grateful to be freed by their Mysha.
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Harry finished his latest training session with Salazar after a good magical workout. He touched the journal to communicate with it.
"Congratulations on your first successful spell of your own Harry," Salazar said. "Your spell is power intensive but sound."Harry had reached the stage in his training of magic including arithmancy and runes where he could create his own spells. Salazar had tutored him up through NEWT level in all of the magical disciplines Hogwarts taught and then some.
"That means only a strong wizard can cast it. But it protects against many forms of attack be they physical, magical, or non-magical energy," Harry said.
"Your Aegis Forti spell is indeed formidable," Salazar replied.
Harry had developed a variation of the Aegis magical shield. The Aegis Forti spell consisted of a three-layered shield.
"Hopefully it will require less power with practice," Salazar said.
"It should as you get more used to casting it. Now you are ready for other spell creation and invention," Salazar said.
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Kings Landing
"Another dream-vision my Lion?" Shae asked when her lover woke up in a sweat in their bed.
"Yes," Tyrion said.
"Surely a marriage to Sansa Stark wouldn't cause such a reaction?" Shae asked.
Tyrion had been honest with Shae about his dream visions including that in recent visions he had married Sansa Stark.
"It isn't that. I witnessed a horrible wedding for Edmure Tully where the Starks and many northern lords were slaughtered. The Freys broke guest rights. My father arranged it all," Tyrion said.
"Why are you being shown these things?" Shae asked. "It can't simply be dreams."
"They are not simply dreams," Rosetta said as she appeared, startling the couple.
"Are you one of the children of the forest?" Tyrion asked after getting over his shock.
"I am," Rosetta said. "My people have allied with a man you know as Jon Snow. We have seen through our visions of the future, of what can be, what has been, what could have been, and what may be that Jon Snow is the best hope for defeating the Others. You befriended him. He has asked us to look out for you."
"So what is it that I'm seeing?" Tyrion asked after he digested that information.
"You are seeing what would have been had we not more closely allied ourselves with Jon," Rosetta explained. "Jon has asked us to intervene in several matters. Those interventions have resulted in the future changing."
"Tell Jon that I thank him," Tyrion said. "And I thank you. If some disturbing visions are the price I have to pay to have Shae by my side then I will gladly pay them."
Tyrion had told Shae how much of a strain his marriage to Sansa was putting on their relationship.
"You should still be cautious about being discovered. But we are trying to help in small ways to keep you from being noticed coming to and from Tyrion's chambers," Rosetta told Shae. "We may not always be successful."
"Thank you," Shae said.
"I shall convey your thanks to Jon," Rosetta told Tyrion before leaving.
"I do believe Jon is a good friend to have," Tyrion said.
"Tell me about him," Shae requested.
So Tyrion did.
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Essos
Daenerys Targaryen held up her finger glistening with the white fluid she had become so familiar with over the past several months wondering if it was the seed of a simple sellsword or the seed of her future husband and current nephew. It had become something of a ritual to Daeny. Each night after her bath, Daario would come and service her with his mouth. She would then watch him mount Missandei and deposit his seed inside the dusky skinned translator much to Missandei's delight. Then after Daario departed Daenerys would extract his seed from Missandei and consume it. Not only was the seed the tastiest she had ever consumed, it left her feeling energized. Granted Daeny was not overly experienced with men only having Drogo to compare to. For that reason she had discussed it with Missandei. Missandei had limited bed slave training. Missandei's words on the topic would stick with Daeny.
"Your Grace, Daario fucks me like no man ever has before. His cock in me fills me with joy and pure lust. When he comes inside of me I feel complete and experience the greatest orgasms of my life. I do not know how he does it. But I am grateful to take up this burden for you," Missandei said.
Missandei's tone made it clear it wasn't a burden. Even his taking over her backside several times had left the slave overjoyed. Drogo had never taken Daeny that way thank goodness. He had considered it unnatural. Daeny had heard that buggery could hurt. But Missandei had assured Daeny it did not hurt at all with Daario.
There were other clues as well. Daeny had asked Leaf why Missandei wasn't pregnant considering how many times Daario had climaxed inside of her.
"I have been casting magic on Missandei your grace. This magic will make sure she does not fall pregnant while she is under the effect," Leaf had explained.
All these facts had made Daeny suspicious. Something else unusual had occurred. Daeny felt something inside her blood, perhaps her Valyrian heritage, sing happily under certain circumstances. Whenever she consumed Daario's seed or was around her dragons she felt that feeling of something singing inside of her. The dragons were magic. Perhaps Daario's seed was magic as well. The ability to sense this feeling had grown stronger the more seed she consumed. During tonight's most recent coupling between Daario and Missandei, Daeny had been able to sense more of this energy upon Daario. She had even been able to determine the energy was upon his face. That had confirmed her suspicions for Daeny. She knew the children were capable of illusion and much more. What she suspected was that Daario was in fact her nephew Jon Targaryen or Jon Snow as he was known to the northerners. If so, why the ruse? Why not simply come out and meet her face-to-face?
Daeny had been pondering this. Perhaps it was a test to see if she could figure it out. Perhaps there was another reason she couldn't yet understand. Whatever the case, she had decided she was going to change the game. If she was wrong she could simply ask the children to deal with the misunderstanding. She had no doubt they could. She felt deep inside she was correct.
To change the game instead of eating Daario's seed, Daeny began putting it into her cunny. The thought of growing pregnant with her future husbands child excited Daeny. The instant his seed touched her quim Daeny gasped.
Missandei turned and asked, "Are you alright your grace? What are you doing?"
Missandei spotted Daeny lying on her back with her fingers buried within herself.
"Missandi, bring yourself over me," Daeny said while gesturing between her legs. "You will not ask questions. You will assist me."
Missandei figured it out pretty quickly what Daeny intended. She could not fathom why. Daeny had not spoken of her suspicions to Missandei. But the translator trusted her queen and did as asked. The protections on Daeny were surrounding her tent. While there was a snitch-probe always on her it wasn't always monitored, especially at night. They were more concerned with keeping threats from her. As such, Daeny's actions would not be noted for some time. Daeny suspected it may take her weeks of trying. Little did she realize, but the magical seed she was scooping into her body quickened immediately. In about nine months Harry Potter would become a father.
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The Next Day, Road to Meereen
"Your Grace," Jorah said hesitantly. "The scouts report that there appears to be a dead child nailed to the mile marker at every marker between here and Meereen."
"How many mile markers are we talking about?" Daeny asked.
"One hundred and sixty-three your grace," Jorah answered.
"I believe those in Meereen responsible for this should suffer the harshest punishment possible. I believe the children can help you devise such a punishment your grace," Harry as Daario suggested.
"A very good idea," Daeny said as she glanced back at him.
"I can tell our men to ride ahead and bury them your grace," Barristan suggested. "You shouldn't have to see this."
"This is a sight no human should have to see," Daeny said. "But I will see it. I will see each face. Then they shall be properly buried."
"Yes your grace," Barristan agreed.
Harry felt something was different about Daeny. He couldn't place what it was though. He had sensed her growing power in a magical sense. Valyrians had possessed many powerful magic users. There was magic in their blood by their vary nature. Some of them were more powerful than others. This magical potential could be enhanced through certain rituals. He had already sensed that Daeny's power was growing stronger as she consumed his seed from Missandei. This was something different. But he couldn't place his finger on it.
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Rev 0 Posted 9/5/2021
Author's Note 2
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