Year: 293
It was the first time since becoming Robert's ward that I would be returning home. Now, at the age of twelve I had in the past few years not only completed the majority, All but not that they knew, of my training in how to rule my lands but 'flowered' as well. Robert had begun seeking me a husband and I made sure to meet with him occasionally to speak of my own ideas of such. Most recently, I had told him of how it would be so hard to find someone to wed because of the terms of being wed to me. My betrothed would either have to be willing to let their name die with them or allow it to be set aside until I had the heir and 'spare' that I needed. Unless of course we could find a bastard of noble blood who had, of course been raised as such and have him legitimized so as to not bring shame into question. But where would we ever find such a person was unknown to me for no lord could ever be so honorable as to not only acknowledge his illegitimate child but also bring him into his home if he had any other option. The seed was planted and if my quest update was anything to go by I'd be married to a son of the North. Or so they would believe him to be. Hopefully it would just be the right 'son' but you never really knew with Robert.
Ser Barristan was made aware of my status and how I required him to stay in the service of my cousin until such a time came that I was ready to make my bid. A time that would come, but only when we were ready. Ser Jaime had been relieved of his duties as Kings-guard in return for half the Lannister debt being forgiven. Within the moments following his releasement, he had quickly vowed himself as my sworn-sword, publicly.
Jaime had learned of my being the true heir to the throne and as such Queen of the Seven Kingdoms once I was sure of his loyalty. I had sent him to search for the journal Maester Pycelle kept hidden two years ago. With the journal retrieved and in Pycelle's handwriting along with the letters of correspondence between him and Aerys, detailing their plans, that Jaime found I had the proof needed for my claim. With the journal and letters I could prove that not only Daenerys but also her siblings had they lived or in Viserys' case still lives through their father held no claim to the throne and in fact by the very laws our ancestors Aegon and his sister-wives, God I hate acknowledging that, created after the Conquest, meant that they and any descendent of theirs that came forth was ineligible for the crown unless all other eligible parties died without their involvement. And absolute proof was available without question, without doubt.
Misthaven Castle was built upon a wooded cliff overlooking the Sea of Dorne. In truth it reminded me quite a bit of the Disney Castle. Oh, how they view at night was stunning with the crystalline sea's mist rolling in surrounding the cliff and the coast of Mistwoods Village, hidden safely behind the channel. The sky would be filled with millions if not billions of stars and the view of what was this world's version of the milky way.
During my time in King's Landing, I'd given orders through the 'house' feature I'd unlocked to have a number of additions made to the land. First were the sea gates built at the channel entrance ensuring the protection of the village from any raiders or slavers that may attempt to make off with the villagers. Next, the vineyards which grew everything from beans, tomatoes, cucumbers, peas, squash, and peppers to various melons, grapes, and berries. Afterwards, was the building of a set of external walls to facilitate the growth of the village inland while still offering that same protection that could now be found at the sea. The walls would be set just a few miles out from the village's deepest points inland. and span all the way to the coast line before meet the cliffside which were incapable of being climbed without true modern day rock climbing gear and years of expertise at it, what with it's steep leveling and wet sides as it was pounded by the sea's waves.
Each new addition brought rewards from hidden quests most of which was experience points but best of all the growing love of my people and the approval of the other Lords within the Stormlands. Both of which would help to make a wonderful foundation for my future army.
Another feature or rather skill that had activated would by my Seer ability. Apparently, when there is someone with strong a enough blood-line of the same sort it could act as dream-walking. And so began my late night adventures in the world of dreams with one Jon Snow but that's for another time.