Rise of the Immortals

by gdog1

What does the ex Demon Emperor and his Immortal Witch do when they are not longer need. They go to a new one take it over and start their own family.

8. Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Hello everyone, sorry for the long wait but here is the next chapter. Poll question is at the end of the story.

Tsun Rivendell I completely forgot about Rivendell. I am so using that. Don't know about the titles for CC and Lelouch but will thank about it.

nessiesmith2012 I am happy you like the story. They will have more children but unlike Hela and Jörmungandr I won't always go into detail of their births. Doing so its long hard and gives me a headache lol.

ChunkyFunkyMunky I am trying to think of more ways to add in CG names to the story. Any ideas are always welcomed.

Guest yes will be the name of the Empire.

J I do like that look. Maybe I well change things up at some point.

Command Unit I am happy you like it. I hope I keep it enjoyable for you. I well also have Lelouch and CC do some traveling at some point. Meeting new people going to new places. This story is a lot harder to do than I first thought but I like the challenge lol.

Thel310 I what to some what even the playing field a bit. So, I well add new things and make changes to both the history and the gods of the world. Give them a bit more of a fighting chance against Lelouch and CC. So, you may just see those type of things but they won't all belong to Lelouch and CC.

RoyalTwinFangs I am not sure how much of Essos they will take over but we will see them influence the free cities and I am pretty sure at one point are the other Slave's Bay will go bye bye.

Guest in the next chapter I plan to show something like now the natives of Essos view Lelouch and CC's kingdom but seeing as right now most of the story takes place in Essos I figured I could ad that in the story as I go along.

Graymar1 in the coming chapters you will see more of Hela. (ya ya for those who hate her I am sorry.) Anyway, I can't go from point a to point b with out telling the history of what happens in between so sit back this is going to be a long ride.

Guest I looked up as much about the Stark history as I could and wasn't able to find enough about what happen before they became part of the Seven Kingdoms to really tell a story of those who came before. In other words, I am making shit up as I go along. Sorry.

Kulha not sure how many children they will end up having but there will be a shit load of grandchildren, great grandchildren and so on and so on.

chimera629 to put in plain words it was a accident. They didn't know how big Jormungandr would become. Smaug will end up a lot smaller than Jormungandr and the dragons that come after him smaller than him.

Now on with the story. Hope you like it.

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- Minas Tirith capital city of the Kingdom of Numenor 28AMH or 59BC-

As he sat down on the porch of his family's home and drank some tea Lelouch watched as his wife and child played with each other in the garden with as satisfied smile on his lips. It was truly an enchanted moment for him. Not long ago he couldn't have dreamed about this happening but after waiting for several lifetimes he finally got what he had been wanting as bad as his wife. A real family with no need to hide from the outside world. It made all the pain and loneliness worthwhile.

And thinking of families Lelouch's mind turn to a very unique one. The Stark family was not what he had expected from a ruling medieval family. They were more down to earth than their counterparts in his old world. Just a walk around their castle showed that they didn't overly indulge in anything and took great care in not wasting manpower or material on pointless things. It was truly an admirable trait for someone to have, none the less a whole family. And from what he could find out from C's World they had been like that sense the founding of their house. Sure, they had their more colorful characters and some out right tyrants, but they all shared the same mind set when it came to indulgence.

They were also very honorable but not foolish and their current king was a perfect example of that. Bryen Stark like his son Rydan was a sensible man with a strong grip on reality and how things were in the world. It was why he didn't let his pride get in the way of trying to befriend complete strangers who had for all intensive purposes trespassed on his lands. He knew right away that it was better to be their friend than their enemy. Especially seeing as he had bigger worries on his mind.

It had been little more than 43 years sense the Doom of Valyria and about 50 something years sense the Targaryens migrated to Dragonstone. The rest of Westeros may have been too busy fighting either House Hoare or each other to thank of the Targaryens but the North was not. Due to their peace treaty with House Hoare they currently had no one to fight with and this left King Bryen Stark with a lot of time to think of the future. And going by the small talk he had with the man during their very brief stay at Winterfell Lelouch could tell he was concerned about the dragon lords.

How much longer would it be till they grew tired of that small island and set out to conquer their neighbors. They were after all once part of an empire that span half of Essos and they had dragons of their own to boot. Why wouldn't they try and conquer the mainland of Westeros. Hell, their pride alone would assure that they would at least try at some point. Bryen Stark knew this and that was why he was trying to be friends with him and his wife. According to the information Yahan was able to get for him about the North's financial situation they really couldn't afford to build and maintain the siege weapons needed to face dragons. Especially seeing as Bryen had no way of knowing when the Targaryens would invade. The North's silver and gold mines had long sense dried up, leaving them with only wool, hides, and timber to trade with the other kingdoms.

The Kingdom of Numenor already had access to that and really were to far away to be bothered with the problems of a foreign kingdom. Whether they sent one of their sons to go fight for them or helped them financially they really had nothing to gain by helping them. But then did it really matter to him or CC if they gained anything at all. Rydan Stark had been very kind to their daughter for her trespassing and had even welcomed her and fed her. Did that not mean they owed the man and by extension his family something? Hela did give him that sword made from her own power but that was a gift on behalf of herself not them.

Then there was the fact that Hela had made friends with the Stark children and had even been given an open invitation to visit whenever she liked. An invitation he was sure his child would be taking full advantage of. She loved the snow and the white trees and talked about them obsessively so he knew she would go visit again. If the Targaryens invaded anytime soon he knew she would be upset if they didn't send help. That was something CC and he didn't want and Jormungandr would probably disobey any order to stay out of it just so his baby sister wouldn't become upset. Really, they spoiled her, and they all knew it but after how long they had to wait to have another child and with what happen with Gawain they couldn't help it. It needed to stop sooner or later but that could wait a bit longer Lelouch thought.

But back to the matter of the Starks. Lelouch guessed he would just have to wait and see how their visit went. After King Bryen had told Hela that she could come visit Winterfell whenever she wished, she had in turn offered them the chance to come visit them. A chance the man had gladly taken, and one CC and he had to honor. Lelouch really didn't mind doing so seeing as he respected the man's willingness to put himself in harm's way by visiting a foreign kingdom that he had no power in. All because he was thinking about the long game and about what would happen in the future not the what could. Many would call the man a fool for this even if he told them his reasons but better a fool who tried to make a powerful friend than one who didn't. Plus, he was leaving his son and heir behind just in case he was murdered, so he was taking some precautions.

"What are you thinking about my love?" CC asks her husband as she walks up with a now sleepy looking Hela in her arms

Looking up at his wife and his child Lelouch smiles and says, "I was just thinking about the Starks."

"Oh, and what pray tell were you thinking about them?" CC asks him.

"I was thinking they seem to be decent enough people." Lelouch answers.

"I like them too and think they are wonderful." Hela speaks up in a sleepy yet cheerful voice.

Looking at his daughter and giving her a smile Lelouch says, "Of course you do. After all, why else would you invite them for a visit without asking permission from us first."

Hela gives a nervous laugh at this and then rubs the back of her head. She knew she shouldn't have done that, but she couldn't help herself. After all King Bryen was so nice to allow her to visit whenever she like that it didn't seem right not to offer them the same in turn. But really, she shouldn't have done so without permission first. She had even offered to have Jörmungandr fly them to Minas Tirith without asking him if he would mind which was not right of her. Really, she had gotten lucky that Jörmungandr had said after he found out that he didn't mind and that her mama only gave her a light scolding for her actions.

"Well it matters little now. What is done is done but really sweetheart you should count yourself lucky that Jormungandr doesn't really mind flying them here. Otherwise you would have just embarrassed our kingdom by inviting them to a place they couldn't reasonably visit. Or worse would have had to ask Smaug to fly them here and you know how he feels about letting anyone who is not family fly on him." CC scolds her.

At her mama's words Hela's face goes pale. Smaug was not a nice dragon like Jörmungandr. He most likely would have drop the Stark family into the sea or ate them if he was asked to fly them here. She didn't want that to happen to her new friends because she didn't think her actions through.

"Yes, mama I understand." Hela says to her mother.

"Good girl now go and take your nap. When you wake up, we will start your afternoon lessons. I don't what you falling asleep during them like last time." CC says in a teasing voice to her child.

"Ok mama." Hela says as she walks into the house and heads for her bedroom.

Watching her child walk away CC smiles than takes a seat next to her husband. "Lelouch are you sure this is wise. With the situation as it is it may not be a good time to welcome any guests."

"I know but the Starks are only coming to Minas Tirith for a quick visit. They won't even be here for more than a week at best. Not nearly enough time for those idiotic fools to try anything." Lelouch says to her.

"That is true, I guess. And it's not like they have enough manpower or support in the capital to try anything anyways at this time." CC says to him.

Nodding his head Lelouch says, "Indeed but they are getting there and will have gained enough outside support to try something in a year or two."

"Mortal men and their petty grudges. We really should just do away with them already and focus on the bigger issues we may end up having soon." CC says to him.

CC knew that like her Lelouch had felt the changes that were taking place around the world sense the birth of their child. Hela's birth was like the spark that starts a small fire that would quickly turn into an inferno. Where before the little gods of this world were either content to leave Lelouch and CC alone or didn't even know about their existence had changed overnight. More than once they had both caught them trying to break into their minds and had to toss them out for it. Which wasn't hard seeing as despite being younger than them they had a connection to something far more powerful than these gods could ever hope to understand. But that connection was a double-edged sword as well. Because they couldn't understand how young beings such as themselves were so powerful these gods quickly started to become afraid of them. And that fear was leading a few of the more powerful gods to try and take action against them. Chief among whom was this Red God R'hllor who was proving to be a most unwelcomed annoyance.

It took less than a year for these Red priests and priestesses to start showing up in their lands after they allowed their own version of a religious freedom law to be passed. Some of them had set up small little temples in outlining towns and villages that were popping up here and there and were mostly not being a bother. But other Red priests and priestesses were quickly expelled from the capital for causing trouble. CC could somewhat recall one particular Red priestess with red hair who had shown up claiming that Narbo was some kind of prince or something do to his geass power. The little girl had the audacity to try and convince Narbo he should be the ruler of their people and that he should make her and Lelouch step down. Luckily for Narbo he was a smart boy and knew better than to listen to some little girl whose god was trying to influence him through her. After Narbo had told the girl no CC had given her a not so gentle telekinesis push out the door and had given her Red God a not so veiled threat to not try and influence her vassals again.

Other than R'hllor however the other gods were more content to leave Lelouch and CC alone despite their fears. Lelouch would call it a tolerable type of coexistence. Like the one they had between the Great Stallion and themselves. The minor eight-legged horse god didn't really care to much about the Dothraki as so much as tolerate them because of their worship of it. So long as there was someone to worship it and there were large amounts of grasslands and horses running free it didn't care what they did to them. Seeing as their Rohirrim would continue the worship of it was enough for it to agree to leave them alone in peace. CC however did insist that it be given a proper name. The Great Stallion was the name of the old Dothraki god and because it was not the god of the Rohirrim it would be known as Sleipnir. It had reluctantly agreed to the name change after it had been told that was the name of god father of all horses and there forward the greatest one in their old world.

An exaggeration of the facts to be sure but really the minor god didn't need to know the truth. After all they didn't know how it would take knowing that Sleipnir was really the mount of Odin and not a god at all. Most likely it would be offended and wouldn't bless the Rohirrim's mares with strong stock anymore. A minor loss to be sure but she and Lelouch wanted coexistence over war with any of the gods right now. That could change down the line but really there was no point in fighting with them seeing as Lelouch and her didn't wish to conquer the world.

"May have is the key word my love. Let us not worry about these gods for the time being. Who knows maybe we will get lucky and they will turn out to be like Sleipnir or these Old Gods of the North who seem to have taken a liking to Hela?" Lelouch says to her.

"Hmmm maybe. Still I find it bother some that these Old Gods have taken a liking to our child." CC says with a frown on her face.

Raising an eyebrow at this Lelouch asks, "Didn't you say you had a conversation with them already?"

"A brief one yes." CC answers.

"And did they say anything that made you question their motives for being so nice to our child?" Lelouch asks.

"Not really. They seemed more fascinated with her than anything." She says to him.

"Can't blame them. From what you told me they are gods of nature and old ones to boot. Hela's powers are connected to the oldest part of nature so it's understandable that they would be fascinated with her." Lelouch says.

"Hmmm still I don't like it." CC says.

"The instincts of a mother to protect her children are strong my love. But don't worry yourself over it. If these Old Gods try anything, we will deal with them as we have all the others who have stood against us." Lelouch says.

Nodding her head at Lelouch's satisfying answer CC just sits next to him and picks up her teacup and starts to relax. He was right, if these Old Gods became a threat to her child, they would do to them what they had done to all the others who stood against them. Destroy them.

-Shogunate Castle-

Looking over the balcony of the newly reconstructed Shogunate Castle Narbo was thinking over the years that had passed sense his rulers showed up. It was hard to believe 29 years had come and gone so quickly or that he had gotten so old. It still felt like it was just yesterday that he was a young man of only 22 name-days when his rulers had saved him and his fellow refugees. Now he was 51 name-days old with gray hair and full-grown children, five to be exact. Three boys and two girls all of whom he could say he was proud of. Both of his daughters had grown to be wonderful young women one of whom had joined the newly formed bureaucracy system. And the other went and married one of the sons of Ithoke the King of the Far Sight and already had 3 kids.

As for his sons two of them had settled into the lives of ordinary men with ordinary jobs. One took up masonry and was working on new homes for their people. The other was a traveling merchant who had made himself very rich in only a few years. But it was his oldest son and heir that he was the proudest of. As soon as the boy was old enough to join the army he went and did so and then quickly climbed the ranks till he was promoted to the royal guard. Some would say his son got his promotion do being the son of the Shogun, but you only had to ask the King of Skyfire himself to find out how skilled his son was with a blade. Rank as one of the top 10 swordsmen in the kingdom there was serious talk about his son inheriting his power over fire. Something that was just not done.

The laws on inheritance of land, money and position as head of the family were already very strict but those laws were nothing compared to the laws on who inherited someone's magical power. Because the power of the king or queen could only be given out by their rulers a current king or queen of power could only recommend who should take their place. And in order to recommend someone that person had to show complete devotion to both the kingdom and their rulers. Something that even a few of the current kings and queens were not showing.

Yet his son had shown all the traits needed to replace him. Like having given up his right to be the next head of their family just because he felt his younger brother could do a better job. To fighting bravely and unselfishly with the 2nd army for 3 years against the Dothraki. His son was truly deserving of being the next King of Flame and his rulers agreed.

But despite all of Narbo's personal good fortune there was misfortune on the horizon. As Shogun his responsibilities were vast and grew as the kingdom got bigger. There were now three cities in total with villages and towns showing up almost every day across the kingdom's lands. The first of these cities being of course the capital which now had a population of over 60,000 people. Home to the rulers of the Kingdom of Numenor it was seen as kind of a sacred ground by the people of the kingdom. And for good reason seeing as this was where their rulers had first appeared to them and also the birthplace of Princess Hela, Smaug the Golden and of course Jörmungandr the World Serpent. Three very powerful beings that just reinforced the idea that their rulers were Gods.

Then there was the small city of Vaes Dothrak in the lands of Rohan which had a population of only 10,000 people. That however was because the people of Rohan were largely nomadic and Haggo saw no point in building a city that no one would live in. Instead the man decided to build what his rulers called a great hall on top of a large rocky hill that was a few miles away from the Womb of the World. Surrounded by smaller buildings such as small houses and market buildings it was built to be both a quick trading center and garrison to protect the Womb of the World. But despite the small size of its city Rohan's population as a whole was more along the lines of some 30,000 or 40,000 people if you didn't count the 1st army.

Last was the most recently built city Uruk which stood at the mouth of the Steel Road. It was the main trade city of their growing kingdom and housed the 2nd army. Built during the long period of time where the Dothraki couldn't attack due to the crushing defeat they suffered at the hands of Haggo it had quickly grown to a population of over 30,000 people. All matter of goods could be found in this city and if it was not for the mines around Minas Tirith it would be the richest city in the kingdom. It was also the city that was given to him and his family to rule as a reward for his loyal service along with the clan name Gates.

And that was where the problems started. The city of Uruk was built mostly my Oro the King of Dirt and his people so naturally he felt like it should have been given to him to rule. But their rulers had judge that it was only fitting that the Shogun who gave permission for it to be built in the first place should be given the city to rule. Narbo had of course protested this knowing that Oro would feel slighted by this judgment, but it did nothing to change their minds. In the end the city truly belonged to them and if they wanted his family to rule it than that was how it was going to be. Still like he had thought Oro did feel slighted and even worse had put him at odds with the King of Dirt despite the man having been there to witness his protest.

In the last year it had gotten so bad that Oro wouldn't even speak to him anymore and being the peaceful fool, he was Narbo looked to make it right. That was why he had quickly given permission to Oro to build a new city by the Stone Road. It was a foolish endeavor seeing as the place Oro propose to build the city was way out of the controlled territory of the kingdom but then whoever said Oro wasn't a fool. After not getting the rights to rule the city of Uruk, Oro had become even more belligerent towards the Rohirrim and Haggo their daimyo. It had become so bad in fact that every time Haggo made the slightest mistake Ore along with his supporters would call for Haggo's removal as daimyo. In the last meeting of the kings and queens of power Oro had even dared to go so far as to state that if their rulers didn't want to remove Haggo as daimyo than maybe it was time someone else did. It was a statement that had nearly cost him his life at the hands of Jin the King of the Wind.

In all the years Narbo had known Jin he could only count a few times where he saw the man truly angry. You could spit on him, laugh at him and even pour drinks on his head and Jin would just laugh it off. But if a person dared to speak of treason in front of him than that person would quickly find out why he was the 2nd most powerful fighter among the kings and queens of power. He may have only been about half as powerful as Steinporr but he was still miles ahead of everyone else when it came to pure attacking power. Oro really was luckly that he didn't out right suggest replacing their rulers other wise he wouldn't have lived pass that day. It may have not been a crime to question their ruler's decisions but to even suggest replacing them was punishable by death.

However, treasonous talk or not Oro had done much for the kingdom and if possible Narbo wanted to keep him alive. So, if agreeing to send Oro to the Stone Road to build a city was away to do it than he was going to take it. Plus, it got the man out of the capital where he was no longer welcomed. Oro may have had the support of many of the kings and queens of power along with a lot of the original refugees but that no longer made up the majority of the people.

It was a fool's attempt at doing the right thing. He knew that just like he knew that this would come back to bite him in the ass. Oro wanted to build a city so far away because the man wanted to undermine their rulers. But he hoped that time away from the capital and the task of building a new city would cool Oro down. Really, he should have just let Oro and those kings and queens that decided to follow him leave without the protection of the 2nd army, but he couldn't do that. He was too soft, way to soft to be the Shogun of this kingdom.

He really was going to regret this, but than it was not like this would be the only regret of his life. After all he would always regret never telling Eglantine how he felt about her before she left his council. Now it was too late, seeing as she had moved to the forested region that was once known as the Kingdom of the Ifequevron. Now known as Aokigahara or Sea of Trees, Eglantine had claimed the land as her own and made it very clear she will not be leaving her lands again. She also made it clear any uninvited guests to her forest would be killed on site. An easy task for her to do seeing as her power had grown to the point that she could controlled the whole forest with ease. The only way to passed through the forest now was by an agreed road that connected Minas Tirith to New Ibbish.

"Lord Narbo I have just spotted Jörmungandr crossing the border with King Stark and his family." The voice of Yahan says to him from the shadows of his office.

Having been broken out of his thoughts by the sound of Yahan's voice Narbo says, "Thank you Lady Yahan."

"You are welcome my friend." Her voice says back.

Standing up Narbo starts to head towards his living quarters to get ready to meet the Stark family. He didn't know why they were coming or what if anything was to be gained by letting a noble house from Westeros come visit their kingdom, but than it was not for him to question his rulers. He was told he would welcome them to the kingdom along with the other top vassals of the kingdom and that is what he would do.

-Above the Lands of Numenor-

As he flew on the top of the head of the great dragon Jörmungandr, King Bryen Stark was feeling like a child again. All excited and giddy from the knowledge that he was doing what only the dragon lords of Valyria had done. Fly on top of a dragon but not just any dragon. No, he was riding on what was most likely the biggest and most powerful dragon ever known. Was this a good idea? Riding on a dragon that was not his towards a kingdom that he had no power over. Well the short answer was no but then right now at this moment he didn't care. Despite being scared half to death about maybe falling off this dragon he wouldn't trade this experience for anything. And from the looks on his grandchildren's faces they wouldn't either.

Speaking of his grandchildren they had taken to Jormungandr like he was a long-lost friend and were at this moment asking him question after question like all children do. To the dragon's credit or discredit he answered all of them happily and also blew fire whenever they asked him to. Something that upset his wife very much. She was like him happy to be given the chance to ride on a dragon to a foreign land but was not happy about how easily the dragon gave in to her grandchildren's whims. They were already 3 days late because the dragon kept stopping at every little piece of land the children spotted and ask to stop at. As for his 3rd son who he brought with him he was currently reading a book about the laws of the Kingdom of Numenor. A more learned man than a warrior he was counting on his 3rd son for advice and knowledge during their stay here.

"Jormungandr may I ask a question about one of your kingdom's laws. I am having some trouble understanding it." Prince Dravor Stark asks.

The children go silent as they here their father and uncle speak.

"Of course, Prince Dravor. What is it your having trouble understanding?" Jormungandr says to him.

"Well in your kingdom's law it says any citizen may challenge another to a duel if there is significant reason to challenge. Now I understand that what significant means is that there has to be a legitimate grievance against the offending party for a duel to be called. But what I don't understand is does that mean a commoner can challenge someone of the noble class?" Dravor asks of the dragon.

"Indeed, it does Prince Dravor. If there is significant reason than someone even from the lower class can challenge someone of a higher class to a duel. Though that has never happened as of yet. After all a farmer wouldn't challenge someone of our warrior class unless what they are really seeking is a quick death." Jormungandr says back to him.

"But it says right here that if one of the two individuals are judged to be handicap or grossly out matched than said person may call on a champion to fight for them." Dravor says.

"Yes, but in order to be counted as handicap one most be missing a limb or is to sick to compete. As for someone being grossly out matched that would only apply to old men or women. Kingdom law clearly states that all citizens must be taught how to fight with some form of weapon regardless of gender." Jormungandr says to him.

After hearing what the dragon had to say Bryen asks his own question. "What counts as a significant reason for a duel to take place?"

"That would depend on what has happened. For example, let us say a commoner was to bump into someone of the noble class and not apologize. That right there wouldn't be significant enough reason to challenge said commoner to a duel. But then there would be no need for a duel seeing as that commoner would be fined a significant amount of gold for the act and even imprison depending on how it happened. On the other hand, let's say a noble were to accuse a commoner of an act of robbery without proof. Proof being that said item is found in the possession of the accused. If said item is not found than the noble must apologize for the accusation and make amends. If the noble refuses to apologize and make amends than said commoner may challenge the noble to a duel." Jormungandr answers.

Though unconventional Bryen can see the point of this law. It was clearly an attempt to keep the nobles from taking advantage of the smallfolk, but at the same time there were laws in place to keep the smallfolk from trying to take advantage of the nobles. Still there were problems he could see with these laws.

"Jormungandr while I can see the wisdom of such a law, doesn't a noble still have an unfair advantage over the smallfolk? Surely those of the noble class would be better trained in the sword than a smallfolk." Bryen asks the dragon.

"That is true King Bryen but then not all duels needed to be done with swords or to the death. If your son were to skip a few pages than he will find that there are strict conditions that needed to be met in order to have a duel to the death." Jormungandr says to him.

Flipping a few pages like the dragon said Prince Dravor indeed sees that duals to the death were not easy to have. Frist all duels to the death needed to be approved by someone of a higher standing than the participating parties. Second the reason for a duel to the death needed to meet certain criteria's to be allowed in the first place or both parties needed to agree to one if it was only over a minor offense.

Showing this to his father Bryen nods his head at this and takes the book from his son. There really was a lot on what and when duals could take place. All of them highly complex but also had the same thing in common. At no time may a duel of any kind take place with out the approval of a higher rank party. And no dual to the death may take place without the approval of a Daimyo or a royal family member. The only exception being the military which had its own laws regarding duels.

As their grandfather and father looked over the book one of the little girls asks Jormungandr. "Jormungandr you said all people of your kingdom must know how to use a weapon. Does that mean girls to?"

Jormungander laughs a bit at how excited the little girls sounds and says. "Indeed, little one it does. It does not matter if you're a man or woman, boy or girl, if you're a part of the kingdom than you must know how to fight. Even my own sister has to learn how to fight."

"Princess Hela is being taught to fight?" Prince Josian asks with some surprise in his voice but also some excitement at hearing her name.

Jormungander laughs once again when he hears the young prince ask his question. His little sister had told him that the young boy was giving her strange looks during her visit at Winterfell but didn't know why. Him being older than her had of course known exactly why and couldn't help but laugh at his sister's cluelessness. Just the memory of the look on his sister's when he told her why the prince was giving her those looks still made him what to roll around in laugher.

"That she is Prince Josian. She is being taught by Steinporr the King of Skyfire himself on how to fight." Jormungander says proudly.

This causes some confusion with both Bryen and his son. "Wouldn't Steinporr be too busy teaching his own child how to fight than to teach the young princess." Bryen asks the dragon.

"Not at all King Bryen. When he is not off doing something on behalf of my father or mother, he is head of the royal guard. But his job does not require him to do much, so he has plenty of time to train my sister. As for Attila he is living with his grandfather right now learning how to rule the lands of Rohan." Jormungander says to him.

"I can understand that, but even so wouldn't it be your father or mother's job to teach Princess Hela?" Bryen asks.

"You would think so King Bryen but when it comes to the art of the sword or spear Steinporr is simply better than both of them. That is why she is also taught the bow by our kingdom's greatest archer. My mother and father do not believe in giving her lesser teachers if someone better is available. The only thing they do teach her is on how to use her powers and academics." Jormungander says to him.

"Hela's mother and father have the same powers as her?" Princess Maliya the youngest daughter of Prince Dravor asks.

Looking down at his granddaughter Bryen couldn't help but smile at who people called the gambling wolf. From the moment Maliya understood what gambling was, she was hooked. She loved to gamble and make bets with people and when she got her hands on a pair of dice there was no getting them away from her. This however had the unfortunate effect of making her a misfit among her brothers, sisters and cousins who she often swindled things from. But it was this love for games of chance that made her become such best friends with Princess Hela.

When Hela saw his granddaughter playing a game of dice by herself, she was immediately intrigued and asked how the game was played. Maliya was of course all too happy to explain how to play dice and proceeded to teach her. This led them to making small bets with the sweets Hela's parents had brought with them that quickly escalated to them betting bigger and more expensive things. Eventually it had gotten so out of control that Hela had lost her tiara to his grandchild which worried Bryen when he saw that happen. That tiara was clearly worth a lot of gold and was also a symbol of Hela's status as a princess. But his worrying was proven to be unfounded when Princess Hela had simply taken off the tiara and placed it on Mayliya's head with nothing more than a childish pout at having lost. It was actually pretty cute for a moment. That was till young Hela tried to bet her dress to win back her tiara and Lady CC had to drag her daughter away from Maliya.

To both Lady CC and Lord Lelouch's credit they didn't asked for their child's tiara back after they got ready to leave. And when asked about it by one of his son's they had simply said she lost it in a fair bet so as far as they were concerned the tiara now belonged to Maliya. It spoke highly to him about how these foreigners viewed honor and fairness. That or they were just so rich that it didn't matter to them if their child lost a tiara in a bet. But Bryen preferred to believe it had to do more with honor and fairness, however.

"Hmmm not exactly like hers Princess Maliya. It's hard to describe my mother and father's powers but let's just say they are far above my sister's." Jormungander says to her.

That was somewhat terrifying to hear Bryen thought to himself. The little princess had happily shown off her powers a bit to them. Like how she could create little daggers that while not as powerful as Nightsword, were far superior to any castle forged blade. Her parents however never showed even a hint of their power and all he knew was that it was them who gave their so-called kings and queens of power their magic.

"Jormungander out of curiosity is your sister's powers like those of the kings of power who are said to have gotten them from your parents?" Dravor asks with true curiosity in his voice.

Having to think on that for a bit Jormungander says, "The answer to that is both yes and no Prince Dravor. You see like the kings and queens of power Hela's powers do come from my parents but unlike them she was born with hers and they can't as far as I know be taken away. Or at least that is what my father and mother have told me."

"I see." Dravor says to the dragon and decides not to ask any more questions. He had more questions of course but he knew if he kept asking questions it could seem suspicious.

"Thank you for answering all our question Jormungander. Now please tell us more about the lands that you call home and the people that live there please?" Bryen asks changing the subject away from the dragon's family.

"I be glad to." Jormungander says with a big smile on his face that none of them can see.

-Rohan-

With his mighty arms crossed over his strong chest Haggo watched as his grandson trained with one of the warriors of the 1st army. Though he was no longer their leader the 1st army still came by Vaes Dothrak to pay their respects to him from time to time. And when they did Haggo always asked the current general of the army to have a few of his best fighters help train Attila. Which the general was always happy to do for him. As were the warriors who showed Haggo the up most respect by training Attila so hard that the boy's face would always be bruised and bloody before the training was over.

"Your grandson is during well Haggo-sama." General Lavakho said to Haggo as he took a drink of his peppered beer.

Looking over at the man known as Lavakho, Haggo says, "He will have to do better if he wishes to climb to the rank of a Great General."

Running his hand through his beard Lavakho says, "That is no easy feat Haggo-sama."

And Lavakho would know that better than anyone. After the death of General Lajo some 6 years ago during a small-scale battle with a small khalasar, he had been moved up to general. It was a position he wanted at the time but sadly it was one he didn't excel at. He was a great warrior and rank in the top 10 warriors of the kingdom but when it came to leading men, he lacked the necessary skills as shown by his record. Of the 21 battles he had led his men into he had not once won one without taking more losses than was deemed acceptable. In his last battle he had lost over 1,000 men to a khalasar numbering only 3000 when he had 10,000 men of his own. This was unacceptable to his rulers and was why he was never moved up to Great General and never would be.

"True but nothing worth anything is ever easy to get." Haggo says as he keeps watching his grandson.

Maybe he was being a bit unfair to the boy, after all Attila was only 12 name-days old. But he could feel something in the boy. A great flame was hiding underneath the surface that was just waiting to be unleashed on the world. Haggo knew this in his heart and Attila was already showing signs of that greatness by being able to beat some of Lavakho's men in combat already. Hell, the boy already had the body, height, and strength of a 16 name-day boy. But just being able to beat another warrior in battle wouldn't be enough for him to become a Great General. This was proven with Lavakho who was maybe the 5th strongest warrior in the kingdom.

Nodding his head at this Lavakho says, "That is true, but Attila is luckier than most. He has the help of the greatest warriors of the kingdom helping him and is even getting taught by Tenno-sama himself in the art of war."

Lavakho could still remember the days of riding with their great ruler into battle. While many of his fellow Rohirrim believed their Kogo-sama was the most powerful of their two rulers he thought otherwise. Lavakho personally believe that it was Tenno-sama who was the greater of the two and that was proven by his skills in battle. The way their ruler led them into battle and crushed their enemies without suffering heavy losses was a thing to see. Truly their Tenno-sama was a war god given flesh. That was why he never felt sour about not being risen to the position of Great General. Who was he to question a war god after all?

"That, he is. No matter how you look at it our rulers are preparing him for some great war that is to come. When will that war take place or who it is he will be fighting I do not know but I do know he will bring glory to our peoples name." Haggo says with a smile.

"Come forward all of you and behold he who rides the pale horse and from its back shall bring death to our enemies. And all shall despair at his name, Attila." Lavakho repeats the words their rulers said so long ago.

Like all the others on that day who had heard those words Lavakho felt like a great prophecy had been told. A prophecy that was hammered forwarder into his head when several years ago like so many others the Great Stallion had appeared to him in his dreams and told him the same thing. He really hoped that he would be alive to see the prophecy for filled. Though he had his doubts that he would be. Like Haggo he was an old man now with few years left in his body. Soon enough he wouldn't be able to ride anymore and really, he should be looking for a good death instead of hoping to see the prophecy full filled.

"Hmmm." Is all that is heard from Haggo when he hears Lavakho repeat the prophecy. He remembered those words all to well and hope that his grandson would live up to them. It is why he was trying so hard to succeed in being the daimyo of Rohan.

He was no builder and he knew that well, but he had to do something to make sure his clan was not removed from its place in the kingdom. To accomplish that he set out to do the only thing his people really knew how to do. And that was training warriors for the army, raising horses and making war bows. They may not have understood how to build a city, but they could raise the best horses in any land and when it came to their bows, unlike their swords they made them themselves. They had no real concept of steel making but bow making was a sacred art passed down from father to son for as long as the Dothraki existed. Now he was turning that into a way to supply the army of the kingdom.

Haggo didn't stop there however and while the Dothraki were still reeling from the loss of Vaes Dothrak he traveled to Lhazar to invite the haesh rakhi to come live on his land. Now while the lamb men where not quick to accept the offer he gave them; they did realize that sooner or later the remaining Dothraki would be back. So, it was either come to his lands and be protected by him and the 1st army who called it home or continue to suffer under the Dothraki. The better choice was pretty clear and now the haesh rakhi were flooding into his lands setting up farms and herding sheep for him. Which in turn allowed him to provide the kingdom with wool, goats milk, and meat. He was having some trouble collecting and shipping these goods but those who question his rule over the lands of Rohan had shut their mouths for the most part. Well that was so long as your name wasn't Oro the King of Dirt.

That piece of horseshit from what Haggo was able to find out was still trying to have him removed from his position as daimyo. Every single time he had a problem Oro would use said problem as a reason to call for his removal. It had gotten so annoying to Haggo that he had asked their rulers for permission to challenge the man to a dual to the death to settle once and for all their differences. Their rulers having grown tired of their little pissing contest too had given him permission but when Haggo challenged the little coward, the so-called king of power back down.

Taking a drink from the wooden cup he was holding Haggo lets the pepper beer calm the anger he was feeling then asks. "Tell me Lavakho what word is there on that fucker Oro."

Running his hand through his beard Lavakho thinks on how to answer the man he still thought of as his khal. He knew of the hatred Haggo and the king of dirt had between them so he didn't know how the man would take the latest news from the capital. He guessed he might as will be straight forward about it.

"The Shogun has given him permission to build a new city near the Stone Road and has even let him claim the land in the name of himself and his fellow supporters." Lavakho says.

Narrowing his eyes at this news Haggo asks, "And Tenno-sama and Kogo-sama have approved of this?"

"They have. They have even sent the 2nd Army to escort them to the location of the would-be city." Lavakho says with a shrug of his shoulders, showing he didn't really think it was a big deal.

But Haggo felt like it was and started to think on this news. He may not have been in the capital sense Princess Hela's introduction to the people some years ago, but he still got news of the on goings there. So, he knew well that Oro had nearly come to blows with Jin the King of the Wind do to daring to speak almost of treason in front of him. So, why was Narbo agreeing to let the man build a new city and claim it as his own. And why for that matter was his rulers just going along with it. It was clear for anyone to see that the King of Dirt couldn't be trusted. Something was going on that he couldn't see, but the question was what?

- Minas Tirith-

Just outside the walls of Minas Tirith Lelouch and CC waited for their guest to arrive with their overly excited daughter. They like her had been looking forward to this reunion of sorts. During their small stay in Winterfell they felt most welcomed and had wanted to pay back that feeling by showing the same openness to their would-be guests. It was why they were standing out here waiting for them to arrive instead of waiting back at their home. They were going to toss a grand parade for them but after some thought had chosen against it. The Starks seemed to be more along the lines of simple folk and probably wouldn't have enjoyed that as much as others would have.

So, they opted instead to go with a small gathering of their most trusted vassals. This included their Shogun Narbo, Strinporr, Jin, Tycho, Yahan and a few other high-ranking vassals. The only ones that were not present were Eglantine, Haggo, Oro and Senua. and all of them had good reasons for not being here. Eglantine for example was not here due to the reward of leaving her alone in her lands that she had asked for. Though it may have seemed like an unreasonable request of a vassal CC and Lelouch had every intent to honor it do to knowing the woman's history.

Before the burning of Sallosh, Eglantine was little more than a servant girl who was living a simple and happy life with her sister on the estate of an unusually kind noble family. She was even engaged to marry the son of a local baker at the time and would have if the Dothraki hadn't attacked. But they did and, on the day, they came she lost everything. She watched as the Dothraki broke down the gates to the city and hid in the garden as they murdered and raped her sister and the noble family that she lived with. The poor woman even saw the moment one of the Dothraki raiders cut off her sister's head after he was done raping her.

All of this she saw with her own eyes and yet stayed hidden till it was all over. How long did she hide who knew, but after it was all over she picked up her sister's head and made her escape. That right there was probably the worst of it all. Traveling for miles on end with her sister's head in her arms weeping uncontrollably till she met up with other survivors. And even than she held on to the head till she lost it when they were attacked again by the Dothraki.

Most of the refugees that Lelouch and CC had found didn't experience things like that. Sure, they had lost their homes and seen their loved ones killed but they were able to flee. Eglantine wasn't and would carry the scars of those memories for the rest of her life. In many ways she had more reason to hate the Dothraki than the others. Hatred that should have spilled over to Haggo and his men, but the woman held it all in and proved her loyalty by working with him. The least CC and Lelouch could do for her was leave her alone for the rest of her short life.

As for the others, Haggo was simply too busy in Rohan to come to the capital. The man was making wonderful strides in turning his land and people into a useful part of the kingdom. But sadly, for every two steps forward the man took he fell back at least one. Land disputes between the Lhazareen and the Rohirrim was at a high and had to be watched carefully. They had even gotten word that the two people have come to blows and that Haggo had to use his powers as Daimyo to order the 1st Army to uphold the Lhazareen's land rights more than once. Right now, the peace was holding but that was only do to the fact that he was there on his land. If he left for any amount of time, there would be heavy bloodshed.

Oro on the other hand was not here simply because he was not invited. The man was causing more and more trouble as time passed and Lelouch and CC truly believed he was going crazy. Which was fine seeing as the man had already served his purpose. Anything else he did was really just a bonus at this point.

Last was Senua who was not here simply because she had passed just last month. The poor woman had survived far longer than Lelouch and CC thought she would with her geass. Her body by the time she had passed was that of a woman well into her hundreds but held on long enough to help set up the Healer's Temple. A place that as its name sake implied was dedicated to the healing arts. They even had their own Hippocratic Oath much like his world did but unlike it the Healer's Temple didn't only promise to do no harm to anyone, but also to never demand payment from those who could not afford to pay for their services. It was a type of free health care that was supported by the people by way of donations of goods and money. As with all things it was not going to be a perfect system but seeing as Senua had been elevated to that of a minor goddess by the people the donations wouldn't be drying up anytime soon.

"Daddy, mommy look, look here comes Jormungandr," Hela yells out in an exciting tone.

Looking up at the sky CC and Lelouch both smile at the site of the dragon. But there was a lingering doubt in their minds as they watched him make his approach.

"Lelouch my love did you make sure to work on Jormungandr's landings before you sent him to pick up the Starks?" CC asks with a bored tone of voice.

Waving off the question Lelouch says, "Of course I did, and I can assure you he has gotten much better at landing than he was."

"And how much better are we talking?" She asks feeling just a bit more worried than she did before.

Thinking over the question a bit before answering Lelouch says, "I would say he is at 3 out of 10."

Looking at her husband with a raised eyebrow CC says, "You call that better than before?"

"Of course, I do. When you consider that number was 0 for all landings than he has improved by leaps and bounds." Lelouch says as a matter of fact.

"Yes, I guess when you consider that." CC says as she watches on with a sweat drop.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" They all hear Jormungandr roar as he comes in for a landing.

With a loud boom his feet hit the ground hard and he starts to skid across the ground tearing up the earth with his clawed feet. Twice he looks like he is about to lose his footing before he finally comes to a stop just a few hundred yards away from them.

Letting out a deep roar Jormungandr yells out, "You see that King in the North. I told you landing would be no problem for me. Hahahahahah"

"Again again!" The voices of children are heard yelling at the top of their lungs.

"We will most certainly not do that again!" A strong male voice yells out.

"Father I think I am about to be sick." A young and weaker male voice is heard saying.

"Let it out boy. Just let it out." The older male voice is heard saying. Then is quickly followed by the sounds of someone spilling their guts out.

"Hey, are you vomiting on me?" Jormungandr asks.

Pitching the bridge of their noses Lelouch and CC shake their head.

"Perhaps we should go help them down." CC says.

"Yes, let's do that." Lelouch says than starts to walk forward.

-Flash Forward-

"You mean our house actually flew on dragons' father." Little Arya asked her father with a big smile as her brothers and sisters sat next to her.

"Not just dragons my child but the greatest and biggest dragon in all of history." Ned says to her.

"The World Serpent." Robb says in an awed voice as he and Jon get lost looks on their faces.

"But father Septa Mordane says the World Serpent is nothing but a myth." Sansa says to her father with a confused look on her face.

Laughing a bit at hearing this Ned says, "Than that would make Princess Hela a myth too and the tiara you wear on your head."

Taking said tiara off her head Sansa looks at the silver tiara with the bright green gemstone that she had been given on her 6th name-day. She remembered her father telling her that it once belonged to the first Princess of the Kingdom of Numenor and was given to her family as a gift by said princess. Sense than it has been passed down to the oldest daughter of the head of her family.

"No, my child the World Serpent is real and due to our great ancestor Bryen the Diplomat generations of Starks rode a dragon that not even the Targaryen's got to ride till he vanished some 200 years ago." Ned says to all of his children.

"Wow." All his children say at once with their little faces showing they were completely lost in their imaginations.

Ned smiles at this till Jon asks in a small voice. "Lord Stark why don't we get to ride on dragons anymore?"

With his smile turning in to a frown Ned says, "Sadly Jon around the time that the World Serpent disappeared the strong relationship that the Starks once enjoyed with the royal family of Numenor started to cool. We still enjoy many privileges with them that the other noble houses of Westeros don't but sadly House Stark is no longer as close as it once was to them."

"Did we do something to upset the royal family of Numenor father?" Young Robb asks.

"That my son is a story for another time." Ned says and speaks no more on it.

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Wow that took fucking forever. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and like I said here is the poll question.

What should Lelouch and CC's next child name be. I am adding the top 2 closest winners from the last naming poll and depending on who wins the story will change to fit them.

PS I need House names or in this case Clan names for the nobles that are slowly rising in the kingdom name. I mean come on Gates what a shitting clan name. I need better ones.