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I am even on the level of George R.R. Martin
So, please expect a lot of deaths soon
Painful, painful, PAINFUL deaths
Ones that hurt you, personally

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Chapter 9: The Kingsroad

Men walked back and forth, clamoring for their supplies and their saddles. Horses neighed, fighting back against the sudden commotion within the castle's keep. King Robert, against his Queen's wishes, whisked Lord Stark, their two eldest sons along with Lord Stark's son and bastard, to go on a last minute hunt in the woods surrounding Winterfell. They were to finally leave Winterfell. Cersei wanted to disappear from the old Northern castle and bask in the warmth that the South always held. He was finding the North to grow dreary and worse the longer they stayed. The courtyard was filled with life, men and women stuffing baggage back onto the Royal Carriage and her remaining children stuffed away with the baggage.

Cersei sighed, resting her hand on her chest as she sat within the carriage. Her green eyes trailing over the grey and dull colors of the castle finding every bit of the castle to be an eye sore compared to the vibrant colors of the South. It seems that her husband and Lord Stark were still gone, hunting for something. Cersei frowned. Her husband and his obsessions with taking the life from the world around them; it was that or drinking the rest of the world dry of its alcohol and wine, neither of which were any good for a healthy relationship. Cersei took a deep breath, after everything that had happened recently she was willing to try and mend their love-less relationship; she was going to do it for the sake of her son.

He was to marry a girl he was already deeply besotted with, fulfilling the dream that his father couldn't fulfill. Cersei wanted to make sure that nothing would turn Naruto into the sick monster that his father had become as the boy grew up. She took a deep breath and laid her head against her headrest. A lion preyed on the stags. She knew exactly what she had to do to get Robert under wing, to fall in love with him. She frowned, not really looking forward to it, but if it was going to seem like a good example to set for Naruto, then she was willing to do whatever it took. Her thoughts fell back to her eldest; Joffrey had never been so…hurt.

The boy didn't seem very ecstatic at the news that his father was intending to take him and his brother out to hunt with the Starks. Joffrey was very spiteful since the revelation of the change of marriage. He didn't even give his own mother a look of respect, not even one of anger. He simply didn't look at her, and that broke her heart. She didn't care if he was a bit of a challenge to deal with, his unbridled hatred towards anyone and everyone was beginning to break her heart. That deep glare he gave her in passing was enough to shatter her already guilty heart. She took a deep breath and continued to stare from her carriage with a blank look on her face, the dreariness of the North was beginning to dig into her skin. She shut her eyes in boredom, finding the momentary darkness to be of more interest than the grey of Winterfell.

Naruto sat with a great smile on his face. Two tusks were tied together into a necklace resting on his shoulders and his neck. The others around him were covered in blood, but thankfully that blood belonged to no man. They managed to get lucky and find a herd of boar and deer drinking water from a pond in the woods. The hunting party saw the chance and took it. While Joffrey was unhorsed within seconds of finding the perfect hunt, Naruto purposely jumped off of his horse and drew his blade, taking down the largest stag first and taking on the largest boar. Naruto defeated the two of them easily enough. He not only wore the tusks as a necklace, he turned the antlers into a helmet reminiscent to his father's old helmet during his rebellion.

Behind them, two boars and three stags were dragged along on three different sleds. Robert clapped Naruto on his back nearly forcing the boy from his saddle. Jaime then did the same, resting his hand on Naruto's shoulder and even ruffled his hair, congratulating him for his fearlessness. Ned was even impressed finding it a courtesy to congratulate him even though the other two said all that he could possibly say. Robb and Jon were greatly impressed with his style of hunting; he charged at his target almost as if that target was wielding their own sword or pike.

He fought them as if they were human as well, giving them the chance to defend themselves. Robb at first was completely aghast with the idea of charging into a hunt like that, but then remembered that if it were any other man doing what Naruto had done, they'd be torn asunder. Besides, what man, other than Naruto, can cut clean through another sword. Robb definitely knew no other, finding what Naruto had done a simple act compared to his previous antics. The Stark was for the first time, jealous of someone else. He looked at Naruto with two parts adoration and one part envy. Even Jon felt the same towards Naruto. The blond was just too great at everything pertaining to fighting.

Under normal circumstances, Bran would have been with them, but Naruto felt it best that he spend time packing and saying goodbye to those in the Stark Household, namely, their mother, Rickon and Maester Luwin. Naruto would definitely have loved to have Bran at his side and help hunt with the boy has his squire, but the boy was still very young and from the looks Lady Catelyn had given the King and Ned, she was very against sending Bran south as well. Naruto would have asked his father to reconsider, but Naruto knew that Bran wanted to be a knight for as long as the young Stark could remember. Bran's ultimate goal was to become a knight in the Kingsguard, and not a lord of Winterfell.

So, the troupe was heading back to the castle to head south. Some of the more vocal Lannister and Baratheon men-at-arms were ecstatic to be returning south, tired of the North. Some began to talk about the beauty and the smooth feeling of summer in the South. Naruto tightened his hold on the reins. Sansa would love the south! He already had an entire plan of what to do for the girl when they arrived in King's Landing, of course, should Lord Stark permit it. Naruto felt his smile grow as the gates of Winterfell began to come in closer and closer. Stark banners waved in the soft winds as they wisped past him, pressing against his skin with a sweet caress.

The hooves of his horse trampled and clomped softly against the stone gateway and into the dirt courtyard where the rest of the Royal Entourage was waiting. Lannisters and Baratheons were on their way, mounting up onto the backs of their horses. Naruto watched as Robb slid off the back of his horse with a small frown on his face. Naruto did the same despite having to leave real soon. The blond gave Robb a small smile and quickly embraced his quick friend. Robb tightened his hold on Naruto.

"Please, promise that you'll watch over my sisters." Robb whispered. "I trust you to look after them."

"I promise, Robb." Naruto pulled away and shook hands with Robb before mounting up again and rode over to the Royal carriage to check on his baggage. Jon dismounted his own horse and hugged his half-brother tightly, for one last embrace before he too took off, but instead of south, he went further north to take the black with the Night's Watch. Winterfell had suddenly never felt so boring, so empty, in Robb's life. This castle, his home was always filled with so much life and activity, he just couldn't imagine that the day would come so soon when his family would be split up and sent every which way. Arya walked out, dressed in her Northern dress before she was forcibly placed into the Hand's Carriage, which was nothing more than a carriage that personally belonged to Lord Stark.

Arya fought back of course wanting to ride on her own horse like Bran was, only to be quickly shot down by her father. Naruto sighed softly and continued to tighten the ropes wrapped around their personal baggage, making sure that the ties weren't loose or weak at the knots. Arya was still fighting back, this time against her strict Septa. The old woman was trying to keep Arya in check and under control. Nymeria was scratching her ear with a small yawn escaping the direwolf's mouth. Naruto wiped his hands in relief when the ropes were finally secured. He hopped back onto his horse and watched as Bran appeared with his direwolf at his side, both of them excited as ever to be heading south.

"I got a new sword, Naruto." Bran smiled and drew his blade, only to reveal about five inches. Even then, the blade glinted beautifully in the light of the grey, early morning sun, above them. It was a short-sword, but it seemed modified to fit Bran's small and lithe form. A time was going to come when the young Stark would become a knight and bear armor of his House and soon enough, don the golden armor and white cloak of the Kingsguard. Bran nodded at Naruto and rode ahead of him to talk with Arya, or to pester Sansa. Naruto took one last look at Winterfell and gave the place a small smile before turning his head to the front gate of Winterfell.

There was a small gasp heard coming from some of the nobles that came along with them to the North. The prince turned his head to face the source of their surprise and dropped the reins from his grasp. Sansa was walking up to the Hand's Carriage, but she was dressed in a vibrant yellow and black Northerner dress, clearly taking up the House Baratheon colors, while keeping two ribbons of green and white wrapped in her hair. She wore a southerner hair style, accentuating her red hair and allowing her icy-blue eyes view for all to see. At her side, Lady had a collar around her neck with a leash leading from her neck and into Sansa's hands. The two walked towards the Carriage, gaining the eyes of everyone present.

I can't believe how perfect things are turning out to be. Naruto thought to himself. I can't wait until our wedding!

Two weeks had passed, and they were just about to cross from Moat Cailin and into the Trident. Memories began to rush into the Hand's mind. To see the land so peaceful and not reeking of rotting flesh was a sight to see. Images began to appear, of a time filled with turmoil and war. He could still see thousands of men and horses charging in to battle, with many of them not returning to their homes. The sounds of battle rung in his ears; the screams; the roars; the clashing metal. Suddenly, Robert clapped his old friend on the back, immediately snapping the Stark from his heart wrenching reminisce. The two talked amongst each other and the convoy took a stop to the side of the Kingsroad and tables were set up, with a vast array of food and drink were laid out.

"Ned…" Robert said in between sips of his wine. "Look at this place. Beautiful and simply ripe for exploration."

"It does seem nice, Your Grace." Ned replied, taking a bite of his roasted chicken.

"Come, on Ned!" Robert laughed. "We're alone here, enough with the pleasantries. What do you say? The two of us, swords at our sides, horses beneath us and no one to tell us otherwise."

"Look, our children are already going at it!" Robert let out a bellowing laugh.

And true to his word, three horses came rushing by, clomping in the grassy field around them, racing to nowhere in particular. On the lead horse there was a golden trail mixing with a longer, wilder trail of red. Ned and Robert watched as Naruto and Sansa, on the same horse, rode through the grass and jumped over rocks and fences, while turning back around, to hear the giggling and the laughter roaring from both Arya and Bran. They raced back and forth, kicking both dirt and grass in their wake. Instead of eating, the four of them decided to have fun. Beneath them though, three direwolves that were clearly beginning to grow in size were chasing after them, tongues hanging out to feel the wind in their faces.

"Anyway, Ned." Robert sighed. "News came up from across the Narrow Sea."

Ned lifted the small roll of paper with a nervous hand. He immediately felt a great deal of disgust dig into his gut.

"Daenerys Targaryen has married a Dothraki horse lord." Robert said with a glare.

"Are you serious, Robert?" Ned asked with a frown. "You're worried about a child?"

"A child with an army of savages at her back." Robert corrected. "We can only hope that she won't turn her sights across the Narrow Sea. But knowing her weasel of a brother, Viserys, he'll probably be filling her mind with the idea of conquering Westeros!"

"She's only a child, Robert." Ned replied with a tone that spoke no argument.

Later that night, they came to a stop at an inn along the Kingsroad. Ned though couldn't sleep. His eyes watched the night scene of the countryside of Westeros, admiring the foliage and the various trees that popped up amidst the fields of grass. Water rushed alongside the camp, flowing up and down thanks to the various rivers in the Riverlands. But there was a specific river that they were close to. A river that he knew Robert would probably be at to spite the man that was forcefully laid to rest within the bank of the ford. Ned stood, staring at the starry night, the glimmer they held reminding him of diamonds and precious gems.

But thoughts returning to the ford, the Ruby Ford as it was called. It was the place that his good friend, Robert Baratheon slew Rhaegar Targaryen the Last Dragon. The rubies from his chestplate were pried from their sockets when Robert's warhammer caved the Targaryen's armor in. Ned could remember the image as if it happened just an hour ago. The sight of that many rubies flying out earned the once nameless river the Ruby Ford. Ned shut his eyes, the battle replaying before him; ten thousand Dornishmen rushed in to aide them at the last moment, but it was futile and the battle was won in the end. Ned took a deep breath and sighed, resting his fists on the inn's porch beams.

"Lord Stark?" A voice came from behind.

"Prince Naruto." Ned said with a small smile on his face. "Why are you awake at this time?"

"I don't know." Naruto sighed. "I was having another dream and woke up with blood on my pillow again…it happens every once."

"Have you spoken to a Maester about it?" Ned asked.

"Gods no." Naruto replied with a sheepish rub of his head. "A Maester wouldn't understand what I am going through anyway. Lord Stark, if you don't mind me asking, what are you doing up this late?"

"Nothing, young Prince." Ned replied with a smile. "I'm simply staring off into the night. Do you know where we are?"

"Of course." Naruto nodded. "We're in the Trident, the place where you and my father battled and defeated Prince Rhaegar, slaying him in the Ruby Ford. Everyone knows this story, even smallfolk in Flea Bottom."

"Aye, Prince Naruto." Ned placed a hand on the blond's shoulder. "Your father is out there, in the Ruby Ford, paying his respects to the men who died and most likely cursing Rhaegar while he's over there. Knowing the man, he never did get over his hatred for the Targaryens."

"Why?" Naruto asked. "I was always too afraid to ask him, and whenever I'd ask Mother, she'd avoid my questions and replace them with her own."

"Maybe…it's a story for another time, Prince Naruto." Ned replied after a long pause. "You should get some sleep."

Three weeks have passed since the Trident and Naruto was already beginning to worry. Joffrey hadn't been seen often, outside of breaks and eating. He was off, always riding ahead or even in the Royal Carriage, trying his best to avoid anyone and everyone. While Naruto was at first glad that his brother hadn't shown his face, he was now starting to grow weary without Joff's annoying presence. He needed someone to make his day bad and Joffrey always found a way to do so. To have one week without Joffrey's presence was a gift from the gods. Two weeks without Joffrey was still great, but starting to get old. Three weeks without Joffrey annoying him, asking him for something, or even just being seen, was starting to get to the boy who'd spent his entire life looking at, for and being with his older brother; until recent years of course.

The direwolves seemed to be at peace with Joffrey out of their presence. Strangely, Naruto even managed to get his mother to play with them, despite her fear of the wolves. Bran's direwolf though wouldn't go near Cersei, bringing his face to meet with hers, his eyes boring holes into her face, scaring her every time. Nymeria and Lady were jewels and loved Cersei, licking her hands, cheeks and neck, before being forced to calm down and let the Queen breath. Naruto was definitely going to get to the bottom of why Bran's direwolf was so hostile to his mother. Not even Bran could understand it and constantly tried to get his still nameless direwolf to show Cersei the same kindness he'd shown everyone else, each attempt to no avail.

When Sansa was with Naruto and Cersei decided to ride up with Robert and have intimate conversations with the King, Lady would follow her like a lost puppy. Cersei and Robert would look back occasionally and burst into laughter when Lady would try to hide with a dopey look on her large face. Tommen and Myrcella were attached to Nymeria as if Nymeria was their own, Arya of course was a bit tense at the idea, but decided to stick with the other Prince and the only Princess. Unbeknownst to Naruto, Lord Stark would give him small glances, filled with both pride and joy. Ned deep within, felt that none of this could happen if Naruto wasn't the way he was. Without Naruto, Ned couldn't even dare to imagine what kind of things would have happened.

Ned watched his oldest friend talk with his Lannister wife in a civilized manner, neither of them yelling or arguing and the Stark was glad that Robert didn't say anything about Lyanna. Those who knew, knew that nothing good came out of the King and Queen's relationship when Lyanna Stark was mentioned, even in passing. But suddenly, the King burst into bellowing laughter with Cersei letting out her own genuine laughs. Behind them, Ser Jaime was simply enjoying the view. A pleased grin was on his face. Strange since Ned could have sworn that whenever Robert was with Cersei, Jaime would always scowl or look uncomfortable. That was no matter, Ned shook his head. All that mattered now was the silence and the happiness that took place among the people of this Royal Convoy.

But back to Naruto, the boy was worried. His left hand was wrapped around Sansa's waist, holding her tight as they rode together. His right hand holding onto the reins with a tight grip. Next to him, Bran was riding along but when a great yawn escaped, his direwolf immediately yawned as well, bringing a small giggle from both Sansa and Naruto. Bran gave a sheepish laugh and stared off into the bright light of the rising sun. Bran felt great, unexplainable warmth, which can only be described as summer. Bran froze and even pulled the reins on his horse. His direwolf trudged forward though, entranced by the bright light of the sun.

"I know what I'm naming you boy!" Bran cheered and rode up to his direwolf with excitement. "You're going to be summer!"

"Summer?" A new voice came from behind.

Well, I guess I should have enjoyed the silence a bit longer. Naruto sighed.

"What a stupid name for a dog." Joffrey's voice sounded, echoing in Naruto's ears. "Direwolf, Dog. They're the exact same."

"Joffrey." Naruto glared. "Can you please not be an ass, on such a good morning-?"

"Shut it, Naruto." Joffrey glared, his green eyes burning bloodshot. "I don't want to hear your stupid voice this early!"

"Joffrey!" Robert's voice echoed with a dark undertone. "Apologize to your brother and his squire this instant!"

Joffrey gave a look to his mother, but immediately felt betrayal. His mother was always on his side when his father would get angry like this. His mother was always on his side whenever anyone got mad at him. But, this time, she was giving Joffrey the same look as King Robert was. The Prince gripped the reins of his horse with a deepening glare growing on his face. Joffrey took a deep breath and faced Naruto and nearly felt the urge to draw his sword and carve into the boy's face. Naruto looked at him with an innocent face, almost as if he didn't understand what was happening. Joffrey knew that Naruto knew what was going on. Joffrey gritted his teeth and spat out his apology, before turning and riding off ahead, knowing the way from here to King's Landing.

Cersei and Robert took a deep breath and leaned back in their saddles, resting their palms on their faces. Sansa's face was red with complete disgust. She couldn't believe that she used to like Joffrey more than Naruto. She took a deep breath and leaned into Naruto as they rode at the same pace as the Royal Convoy. Naruto didn't know it, but Cersei and Robert were stealing glances at the two and at how peaceful they were. Robert sighed in disgust and looked at the fading form of Joffrey as he rode ahead. The Baratheon King looked to his old friend and frowned deeply. Robert scratched his beard and looked to Cersei.

"Ned, I can't believe a child like Joffrey came from my seed." Robert growled. "Can you really believe that I'd create a child like that, Ned?'

Immediately, both Cersei and Jaime froze, albeit momentarily. Jaime looked away and down toward Naruto and Cersei looked away to the woods surrounding the Kingsroad. Neither Lannisters spoke, but King Robert took notice. He immediately resting his right hand on Cersei's shoulder and for some strange reason gave his Lannister Queen a small, small, smile. Cersei's eyes widened with surprise as she rested her hand on his large hand. Robert immediately let go and looked ahead, clearly not entirely sure with what he was trying to get at. Ned though, felt a small smile grow on his face, as the road to King's Landing was no longer going to be an awkward encounter, and for that, the Stark was thankful.

Would you be any different if you were mine, Naruto? Jaime thought with a deepening frown. This is surprising, no smart remarks or jokes. I can't believe that I'm saying this, but I'm glad that Naruto isn't mine. He could have ended up just as bad as Joffrey, or even worse, or turn into recluses like Tommen and Myrcella. Naruto, I'm glad that you're nothing like your brother. And I'm glad that you're still up and kicking. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't survive. To hell with if you remembered what you saw; as long as you're ok-

"Bloody hell, why are we stopping already?" Jaime asked, his horse bumping in Ser Barristan's horse.

"The Hand's carriage lost an axle."

They finally got everything together and the Royal Convoy was finally coming within the city borders. Farmland spread out far and wide from the great vermilion walls of King's Landing and the even greater, Crimson Keep that towered over much of the city from Aegon's High Hill situated at the edge of the cliff overlooking the beach of Blackwater Bay. Sansa gasped at the sheer beauty of the great City and pointed excitedly, getting Naruto's attention on the matter. It had been almost five hours since Joffrey decided to ride off and they all hoped (less so on Arya's part) that he made it to King's Landing unscathed. The King let out a sigh of relief and laughed with Cersei as the City came into view. The two immediately began to talk with one another, making plans and thanks to Ned's input; they were simply going to rest in their chambers.

Things were beginning to look up and Naruto managed to have enough influence to bring his parents together. He held Sansa tight and slapped the reins on his horse, shooting forward. Bran and Arya laughed and with echoing whistles, Nymeria and Summer rushed after their masters. Cersei and Robert stopped when they realized that only two direwolves were seen running. Cersei looked down to see Lady looking with adorable eyes, almost as if she was asking Cersei if she could go and join them. The queen smiled softly at the little wolf and Lady shot out with the same speed as her litter-mates had. Cersei turned to her brother and gave him a small smile to which he returned and nodded his head to her husband, surprising the queen. Jaime gave her a small smirk and turned his gaze back to the Red City.

Things are really beginning to look up, aren't they? Cersei thought with a growing smile. Aren't they?

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