Disclaimer: I neither own Naruto or Game of Thrones nor do I profit from this in any way.
Warning: This story contains explicit scenes, unrealistic proportions and actions regarding the human body as well as other contents suited for mature readers only. Any idea, belief or action written in the story does not reflect the author's compliance to such notions in real life and are merely there for entertainment. If such content does not appeal to you and your preference, kindly leave.
Note: Seeing as how you guys made me proud with your reviews, I decided to return the favor with this extra lengthy chapter. Thank you very much for the reviews, always appreciated and welcomed. And remember, the more you review, the faster I write.
Responses,
Darth rebellion: Unknown yet and No, Minato will not appear in this story.
KuronoDono12: Pairings will be revealed as we move along but for your ease of mind, let's just assume every pretty girl and woman out there. Happy? The Uzgarian kingdom is located between the borders of Winterfell and Vale of Arryn, near the Wall. Basically it occupies half territory from both Warden states.
Shadow9Kitsune: Kushina being a part of what, the story or something?
Winterfell Castle
"Watch your tongue!" the guard boomed in indignation, unsheathing his sword as the others encircled the towering redhead. "You're speaking to the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm and King of the Andals!"
"King? Protector? Him? He is one meal away from being fat"
Ned could feel the atmosphere abruptly shifting, getting even colder if that was possible as all the Kingsguards surrounded the redhead and pulled their swords. Why the hell did he even invite the Uzgarian prince to meet with the king?
"Seize him!"
Robert watched in bewilderment as the auburn-haired warrior remained motionless between the mighty Kingsguards circle, looking as calm as ever. In fact he was smirking like he enjoyed the very notion of the situation he found himself in.
His eyes widened even further when a guard jumped down his horse and rushed at the redhead to execute him on the spot, a set of golden claw gauntlet slide over the boy's hands.
… Before the guard was sent flying, with a giant hole in his chest.
"Haven't you heard? Never poke a sleeping beast …unless you want to be devoured" Naruto proclaimed in a nonchalant manner, watching as one of the most elite guards skidded to a halt on the muddy floor…bleeding to death from a hand sized hole.
The young prince stood still, lips etched into a soft smirk but he was redolent of malice and dreadful intentions as his clawed hand dribbled with the lifeblood of the Kingsguard.
If anyone had looked at the queen at that very moment, they would've seen a look of deprivation in her emerald eyes. A ravenousness so intense that it was almost excruciating as she regarded the virtually demonic prince, standing undeterred amidst the guards and golden claw dripping with the blood of one he just so mercilessly killed in front of the royal family.
Such valor and viciousness!
Eddard knew he had to do something before this situation escalated into a full blown war between the Seven Kingdoms and Uzgar.
Luckily for him and everyone present, Robert raised his hand before the remaining guards could attack Naruto, cautiously approaching the young boy with a curious look on his face. "What's your name, boy?"
"Naruto"
"You're strong"
"I know"
…
…
…
"By the 7, you are great!" the chubby ruler hooted boisterously as he engulfed the stupefied redhead in a hug, more or less crushing his bones. "That was an impressive display of prowess, young lad"
The tiger prince shrugged. "I tried to hold back"
"I'd hate to see you not holding back" the former Baratheon heir guffawed good-naturedly as he moved draped his hand over the redhead's shoulder and gestured for him to walk towards the Starks. "Where in the seven hells have you been hiding this fine lad from me, Ned?"
"You were never here to meet him, your grace" Ned replied flatly, inwardly sighing in relief as the situation warmed up again. The King hadn't visited Winterfell in nine years and they had only met Naruto five years ago so…
"You could've sent him to me in King's Landing!"
"Does he look like the kind of person who listens to orders?"
"You've got a point" Robert snorted in amusement. "As much as I'd like to stay and chat with this fine warrior, I need to pay my respects to a loved one. Naruto, was it? You shall stay here for the night so we can chat man to man. Come Ned"
Off to the side, Prince Joffrey scooted close to his mother as his eyes focused on the tall redhead gaining the attention of his father in the span of a few seconds …the kind of attention he couldn't gain in 15 years. "Mother, do you know who that is?"
Queen Cersei Lannister, daughter of Tywin Lannister, was a beautiful woman of average height but not so average form. The loose clothes and wide sleeved clothes did little to hide the incredible, motherly thickness hidden beneath, especially around the hips and rear.
"Not a clue, sweetie" the beautiful queen replied elusively, eyes intently fixated on the retreating figure of the well-built youth. "I'd remember if I had met such a fine … specimen"
Joffrey looked at his mother in confusion, observing the strange smile on her lips as she sauntered towards the Starks but kept her eyes fixated on the young man.
Later That Night
Jon Snow, bastard son of Lord Stark himself, a stain on an otherwise clean sheet on the brave man's character, stood resolutely before a dummy with a sword in hand. Judging from the many punctures and slashes on the wooden construct, it had suffered quite a bit of the young man's anger.
"Need any help in killing the mighty wooden dummy?"
The young man almost jumped in surprise as the familiar voice of the Uzgarian prince whispered in his ear. "You've got to stop doing that!"
"Doing what?"
"Sneaking up on people like that, you almost gave me a heart attack" the dark haired Stark countered with a glare as he turned around to find the unruly prince leaning against a flank behind him and gulping down a bottle of wine like it was water.
The prince shrugged uncaringly, a smug grin flaring on his feral visage. "I'm a tiger, little wolf, sneaking up on people is kinda my thing"
"I'm glad you're amused"
"Why shouldn't I?"
Exactly, why shouldn't he? When THEE Arya Stark corners you in the desolate room of a tower, pulls down your pants, shoves every inch of your foot long cock down her little throat in one fell swoop and eagerly proceeds to drain yours balls dry while you watch the scenery through a window, you better be amused and excited.
Otherwise you can just go and die in a trench.
It was official, the adorable, bubble butted Stark gave the best blowjobs in all the continents. Period! Her mother could learn a thing or two from her in working his meat. The mature Milf was more of a 'ram my womb silly and breed me like a mare' kind of woman in the sack.
"Why are you here, Naruto?" Jon probed in a weary tone, turning his attention back to the training dummy. "Shouldn't you be inside whoring your way through every single woman in that hall?"
"You humble me with such high expectations, little wolf" the redhead answered with a snicker as he pushed off the flank and approached the young Stark. "I can ask you the same question"
"You know the answer"
"No I don't"
"Bastards are not allowed inside the hall… to not embarrass the House before the royal family" Jon began in a forced tone, slashing the dummy in half in a clean move.
"Name the person who said that and I shall bring you his head" Naruto spoke out flatly.
"…" The young wolf couldn't say the name because there was no name to be said since no one had explicitly told him that. Their stares said enough.
"You can't keep isolating yourself like this, Jon" the auburn-haired Uzgarian started off kindly. "You don't have to prove yourself to anyone, just be yourself and live your life to your heart's content. Life is short, far too short to be spent wallowing in self-pity"
…
…
…
Seeing as the young man had nothing to say, Naruto took a long gulp from his bottle of wine and placed the rest on a crater as he walked away towards the party hall.
"Thank you…Naruto"
The ferocious prince simply smiled and kicked open the gates to the hall.
Party Hall
"Greetings Lady Stark. A lovely night, isn't it?" Naruto declared in a deep tone of voice as he came within reach of the table where the queen and Catelyn were seated, catching hold of the woman's hand and kissing it.
The prince knowingly ignored the stunning blonde woman for a few seconds as he gazed at the Stark Milf.
"Indeed it is, my prince" Catelyn replied delicately, putting emphasis on the 'prince' to infer at his heritage to the irritated queen and to tease him as well. "I'm glad you could join us"
"Lady Stark …who is this fine young man?" Queen Cersei questioned in a labored manner, staggered and annoyed that she was ignored in favor of the Tully heiress.
"Oh where are my manners, forgive me your grace" Lady Stark straightened up hurriedly, an apologetic look on her face as she gestured to the towering tiger. "Allow me to present Prince Naruto, heir to the throne of Uzgar and a very close friend of House Stark"
"A pleasure to meet you, Lady Cersei" Naruto began in a deep, guttural voice that sent quivers down the queen's body as he reached for her hand and kissed it, all the while staring into her eyes with those big, arousing blue eyes. "I've heard tales of your beauty, they do you no justice"
"You should address the queen as 'your grace' or 'my queen', peasant!" a maid butted in from the sidelines, an offended look on her face as she tried to look intimidating. All she did was mimic a glare because her flushed cheeks did not help her situation in the slightest.
"She is not my queen, is she?" The way the feral prince tilted his head to the side and grinned at her, Cersei almost felt like she had been injected with a dose of aphrodisiac as her body heated up.
His queen… his…queen.
The hidden meaning behind his words…
Those damned piercingly sharp, knowing eyes of his…
And those thrice damned tribal marks on his cheeks only worsened her condition.
"It's quite alright" she opened with an artificial smile, gesturing for a chair beside the Stark Milf. "Have a seat, Lord Uzgar, I'd very much like to talk with the man who defied my husband in front of an army and killed one of his guards without a hint of fear"
"Please call me Naruto, I hate needless tittles" the redhead reacted, sitting on a chair in front of the queen and close to Catelyn.
The chairs were positioned in such a way that the queen would not have to face the people …actually it had been arranged that way at first but after she had seen her husband lock lips with a few maids, she had requested rearrangements of the seats.
Now she'd her back to the crowd and face to Lady Stark and Naruto.
"As you wish" Cersei raised a questioning eyebrow when Catelyn's eyes enlarged for a fraction of a second before she regained her composure and gave a sideway glance to the young prince. "You mentioned Kingdom of Uzgar. I've never heard of them before"
"I'm not surprised" Naruto retorted lazily, a wandering hand deviously hiking up Catelyn's robe behind her chair and finding home upon the curved shelf of the Milf's thick rear, middle finger idly moving up and down the crack of her bounteous butt. "Compared to the extravagant kingdoms of Westeros, we're considerably simple and isolated tribe from any known civilization except House Stark and to a lesser extent, House Arryn"
"I see" the queen muttered softly, eyes scanning the strange behavior of Lady Stark for a few brief seconds before they focused on the enigmatic redhead. "If you're within the boundaries of Westeros, shouldn't that place you under the reign of my husband?"
Yes there were free cities in Westeros but not a Kingdom.
"We used to be a nomadic tribe, traveling from continent to continent. Uzgar is actually the name of our tribe. Any land that we take becomes the Uzgarian Kingdom, no matter where it is or who rules it" the aggressive prince responded emphatically, earning a raised eyebrow of annoyance and interest from the queen. "As soon as our queen marks a land, it becomes ours"
"That's extraordinarily … arrogant of you" Even the manipulative queen had to admit that his words sounded so...arrogant even though he said them with little pride. It was as if he was stating an undisputed fact.
"What the prince means to say is that his people offers protection to the owners of the land they occupy, your grace" Catelyn interrupted hurriedly, a certain strain to her voice as Naruto shamelessly fondled her meaty ass-cheeks and teasingly trailed his middle digit up and down the crevice of her covered buttocks. "A symbiotic relationship if you will"
Naruto made his displeasure of her interference known by jamming his middle finger into her butt, ripping the flimsy fabric of her panties and going knuckles deep inside her asshole.
"That makes more sense" the beautiful woman acknowledged, silently wondering what was going on with the Stark Milf as she almost jumped in her chair and struggled to breath properly. "Is everything alright, Lady Stark?"
"I a-am fine, my queen, thank you for your concern" Catelyn replied weirdly, leaning forward with an uncomfortable smile on her face as she looked at the inquisitive queen.
"Should I call the Maester, my lady?" the auburn-haired tiger droned softly, a wide grin on his lips as he continued his work, moving a large finger in and out of Catelyn's tight ass while said woman tried to act normal and not appear as though she was being finger fucked.
"No n-need for that, my prince" the brown haired Milf answered with a brief glare, trying to suppress the telltale noises of her butt receiving its rightful fingering. "Just startled, that's all"
"If you say so" Naruto chimed in pleasantly, gentling fondling one fat, doughy cheek at a time as he teasingly dug his middle finger even further into her hole. "Ah Sansa, have you met the gorgeous Lady Cersei yet?"
The first daughter of the Stark approached the table and stood beside her mother, unaware that her normally docile mother was getting fingered in a hall full of her people by someone other than her husband. "Y-yes I have, my pr…Naruto"
The busty Lannister Milf smiled inwardly, rather liking the compliment from the brash redhead as she turned to the surprisingly wide-hipped Stark. "You must be Sansa? My, you're a pretty little thing. How old are you?"
This girl could be perfect for her little Joffrey. She was beautiful, of noble decent and had a pleasing body, particularly wide hips, perfect for birthing children. Stark women were known for their fertility and well-developed rear ends and hips.
Seems the rumors were true.
"14, your grace"
Naruto almost choked on his wine as he snapped his head towards the redhead. She was 14? Then how old was Arya? Oh fuck, he's been shoving his meat down the throat of a potentially preteen girl!
Wait why did he even care? He was the bloody prince of Uzgar, son of Kushina and the most careless bastard in all the continents.
A Few Days Later
It took more than her fair share of confidence, mental preparations and other procedures before Cersei could finally find the time to approach the redheaded prince. It just so happened that she found the young tiger during his training.
Since the feral teen was training indoors in one of the halls of the castle, the blonde queen had decided to dress lightly, wearing a simple white gown. It helped that the flimsy fabric of the gown showed off her breasts, plump booty and thick thighs quite well, as well as she wanted them to be.
While she admitted that she was not a vain woman, manipulative and cunning yes but not vain, she still knew that she was gifted in all the right places. Maybe a little less gifted in the chest department for the time being but then again she was sufficiently filled in all the right places and more than …thick enough where it mattered.
Her body was enough to hypnotize any normal man into a drooling beast of hunger and lust at the mere sight of her. She just hoped the same was the case for the man she wanted to...persuade.
She did not need to be a genius to figure out that the young prince was particularly fond of women with exceptionally developed rears. Luckily for her, she had more than enough rear to entice him.
"Good morning, young prince" she greeted softly, intentionally layering her voice with a hint of desire as she pushed open the door to the hall and approached the redhead. "You have been bu…."
Whatever she was trying to say stopped right there when she saw the boy of her recently wet dreams.
Cersei could only gape in absolute astonishment as she watched the sinful but divine sight before her eyes. Right in the middle of the large hall and right in front of her lust-filled and hungry eyes was a shirtless Naruto doing a set of pushups... with more than a few tables placed on his back.
Glossy red locks gleamed in the light like ruby, accentuating the sheer glow of his mesmerizing blue eyes. Steel-like and indestructible tanned skin pulled tight over a layer of compact arm muscles, connected to a pair of broad muscular shoulders strong enough to hold the weight of the world.
Stone-like chiseled chest resembling the statue of a fantasy based warrior flexed and twitched as Naruto continued with his workout, inciting a pleasurable wave of tingling sensation to rush through her spine and reach her moistening groin.
Wearing the flimsy gown was suddenly a bad idea as he could easily see the wetness between her legs should this continue.
Diamond-like droplets of sweat trailed from his chiseled chest, down his washboard abs resembling a land of steel-like hills stuck upon his abdomen and dripped down onto the floor.
And finally her eyes naturally fell downwards.
'Oh my Seven, is t-that his…!' Her already gaping wide eyes widened even more when she saw a large bulge in the crotch of his leather pants, no doubt from a thick slab of man meat hanging between his muscular legs.
"Ah Lady Cersei, a welcoming sight in this lonely hall" Naruto greeted gently, giving the blonde bombshell a look over his shoulders as he pushed his body up and down.
The busty queen coughed into her hand, shamelessly ogling the redhead as he flexed his body muscles. For fuck sake, why the hell did he make her dripping wet by just being there!? It made no sense. "I take it you've been training for some time now"
"Aye, gotta keep myself in perfect form"
"Indeed and what a form that is… I mean yes, a warrior must always be at the peak of his strength"
If Naruto noticed her slip of the tongue, he didn't comment on it, merely nodding in confirmation while moving forward with his bone-breaking workout. "Forgive me, my lady but I shall be with you in a few minutes"
The blonde queen, on the other hand, was mentally slapping herself silly. All those mental boosts of confidence for this? To make a fool of herself in front of the feral prince? Shameful!
"Oh no, please continue" Yes, continue! She needed to squeeze this moment for all it's worth. Over the course of the last few days, she'd barely seen the wild tiger in the castle. She hadn't asked around due to her position but she had other means to extract information from the Starks.
A dead silence blanketed the large room soon after, only sounds of Naruto's grunts echoing around the chamber as he continued his workout and mentally counted down the time it would take for the busty lioness to finally snap and spill out her secret motive.
After the …rather arousing first meeting she had with the prince, he had returned to his own kingdom the next morning so she hadn't been provided the opportunity to have a chat with him. He did return a few days later and she briefly saw him taking a walk with Lady Stark.
Only to vanish again.
She had been quite annoyed at his constant disregard for her status. She was a queen and the damned peasant gave more time to the Stark Milf than her. However she needed to stay calm, persuasive and endearing if she wanted to get this man under her thumb.
Yes, she needed him in King's Landing. A warrior of his caliber did not deserve to rot away in the waste land that was the north. She needed a loyal guard to keep her safe, comfortable and if need be, sexually satisfied.
Listening to the redhead grunt like a disturbed beast, seeing his muscled form flex and rip in ways that made her wetter than she had ever been, Cersei could only try to keep her sanity in check while inside the room.
"Have you been enjoying the North so far, Lady Cersei?" Naruto asked idly, moving to one-handed push-ups as he stared at the blonde queen for the first time, mentally smirking at her choice of dress. She was out on a hunt, it seems.
"It's …sufficiently appealing"
"I realize the cold may be a little unbearable for you folks of South but if you look beyond the winds chilly enough to freeze a yak's ass, you'll find that the North has much wonders to be seen and explored" the feral prince started in a strained voice as he cleaved through his set record and pushed on.
Eyes focused on the rippling muscles of the tall redhead, the queen couldn't help but lick her suddenly dry lips. "I can see that…"
"Sorry what?"
"Indeed you're right" she agreed instantly, making sure to hide her nervousness at being almost caught staring as the redhead stopped his workout to look at her. "However Lady Stark is not much for outdoor sightseeing and my husband is too busy hunting boars … and whores to care for a trip around the countryside, so I'm stuck without a guide"
"If you're free tomorrow, I could take you on a trip across my kingdom" the Uzgarian countered gently.
Now they were getting somewhere. Cersei suppressed a smug smirk. "A most generous offer, young prince, I'll be sure to take you up on that when the time comes however now, I'd like to discuss something important with you?"
The redhead stopped his workout and jumped to his feet, reaching for a towel placed on a table as he looked at the beautiful queen. Now that he looked at her, she was certainly dressed as an eye candy. She wanted something. "I'm all yours"
"Really…" the Milf queen quickly realized her slip of the tongue and shook her head. "I mean please make yourself comfortable, you might need a refreshed mind to think on what I am about to ask of you"
'This is getting ridiculous!' the Milf queen admonished herself. 'He is just a peasant; I shouldn't make a fool of myself simply because he is half naked!'
The tattooed redhead nodded in understanding and wiped off the sweat from his face and body, well aware that the queen was eyeing him like a lioness. "Go ahead, my lady"
"What would you say to the idea of living in King's Landing as my personal … confidante, if you will?"
The beastly prince inwardly smirked. Everything was going as planned. His mother was a genius!
Next Day
Hearing the disheartening news of the second youngest Stark falling from a watchtower and going into a coma, Naruto was quick to forget about his hunting trip with the eldest Stark and hurriedly approached Bran's room.
As expected, Catelyn Stark, the ever worried mother, was sitting beside her son's bed on a chair and solemnly looking at her half-dead child like a lifeless husk. "Catelyn… I'm sorry for not being there"
The young prince placed his hand on the worried mother's shoulder, snapping her out of her thoughts as she turned her eyes to him.
"It's alright …it wasn't your fault"
The lifeless look in her eyes pained him to no end. Catelyn, a docile woman she might be, had always been quite cheery and optimistic when you got to really know her. It pained him to see those beautiful eyes of hers lose the hidden mischief he'd come to adore.
"How did it happen?"
"I've no clue"
"Purposely or accident?"
He had heard the depravity of the royal family from his mother and his own …network. Lust for power, greed and vengeance ran deep through their veins. They were willing to do anything to get the upper hand…including plotting against their own kin.
He wouldn't put it past them to hold some kind of past grudge and take it out on the Starks at the present.
"Who knows?"
"How long have you been here?"
"I haven't left his side since he was brought here" the emotionless Milf replied blankly.
While her vague and curt answers annoyed him to an extent, he knew that reacting at her time of need would only make things worse. She was a grieving mother helplessly watching the suffering of her boy. His mother would declare war on the entire continent if he got a mere scratch on his body.
"You need to sleep, Lady Stark, he is out of immediate danger for now. Helplessly worrying over him won't help you or him" the Uzgarian prince explained gently, raising his hand when the brown haired woman opened her mouth to protest. "Don't argue, I'll stay and watch over him"
"I can't …"
"Leave now Cat… don't make me tell you twice"
"…You've always been horrible in expressing your caring side to someone"
"Oh shut up and leave" the redhead pouted in indignation. Tigers doesn't care…they just want to preserve their prides.
"Protect my son, Naruto"
"I will"
Delivering a wet kiss on his lips, the Stark Milf lingered for a few seconds longer and eventually separated, running a hand over his cheek and looking at her son one last time before she walked outside with tears welling up in her eyes.
"Mothers…" the Uzgarian muttered under his breath as the door closed and he turned to the comatose Stark. "Consider yourself lucky that you're the son of the woman I care about, little wolf"
Placing a hand on the head of the unmoving kid, Naruto closed his eyes in concentration and the room soon bore witness to a rare sight of green light emitting from the prince's hand and pouring into Bran's head.
A Week Later, Dinning Hall
"Here he comes" Queen Cersei announced in a whisper as she gestured to the doorway of the hall with her eyes, her gesture directed at a handsome blond man possessing strikingly similar features to the Milf herself. "The Uzgarian prince …and my new confidante"
"The one who defied His Grace in front of everyone?" Jaime Lannister, twin brother of the queen and one of the Kingsguards, muttered softly as he swirled in his chair and looked at the approaching figure of the notorious tiger prince.
"More like the one who had the balls to say no to the King and strong enough to live through the consequences" Tyrion Lannister, youngest brother of the queen and an impish-looking man, countered astutely, not finding the need to watch the approach of the redhead. "I like him already"
"How did you even manage to convince him? Isn't he supposed to be a prince?" the elder Lannister man asked curiously, his contempt and interest visible as he eyed the smirking lad. "What happened to his 'I don't take orders from anyone' preaching?"
The queen's eyes remained focused on the approaching tiger, making note of every measured step and comparing it to that of the legends of the animal he so proudly represented. He was a delicious specimen, that one. "Oh believe me, it wasn't easy. He is a man of secrets and complexity but I've my ways."
Tyrion snorted. "What ways?"
The busty Milf ignored her brother's rudeness. "He is a warrior at heart, body and soul. Figuring THAT out was the hardest part but once I knew, it was easy to appeal to his bloodlust and pride as a tiger to get him on my side"
"Greetings Lady Cersei, looking beautiful as always" Naruto announced in a deep voice as he stepped forth and made himself comfortable in a chair in front of the queen herself. "Tyrion, had a rough night? I heard you were into…bitches these days"
"Good morning, young prince, so nice of you to join us for breakfast" the Milf queen started in a gentle tone, making sure to put the necessary amount of heat to make him warm up to her quicker. The dreamy look and smile was just for …insurance purposes.
"It's a pleasure, my lady" the enigmatic teen shrugged, turning his gaze towards the youngest of Robert's children. "You are?"
"I am Tommen Baratheon" the youngest child started excitedly. "What you did yesterday was so cool!"
"Eyes for perfectly justified violence, eh? I like you already"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, my prince, I am Myrcella" a young, blonde girl started in a shy voice as she tried to smile and stare at the handsome tiger at the same time.
"I'm going to ignore the formal title for the time being just because you're so cute!" A fierce warrior he may be but cuteness had effects on everyone, even a tiger and by God those cute little eyes staring at him in adoration were just irresistible. He was just about to pounce and hug her red and blue. "Come here, little one"
Cersei could feel her eyebrows rising in surprise as her youngest daughter shot up from her chair and bolted towards the muscular prince, jumping into his arms with a girly squeal. Curious brown eyes watched in hidden amazement as Naruto sat Myrcella in his lap and the normally brutish prince turned into a cooing mess.
A fearless, bloodthirsty warrior one second and gentle beast the other. He really was an interesting specimen.
Giggles and laughter of Myrcella filled the hall as Naruto tickled the girl's sides with a rarely seen smile of love, much to the shock of all present.
Except Jaime who was almost on the verge of tearing out his hair in frustration as he sat to the side, not only being ignored by his siblings and children but the peasant calling himself a prince.
"Pardon me but I don't think we've been introduced yet" he started in a strained but charming voice, an awkward smile etched on his lips as he got the attention of the redhead. "Jaime Lannister, second in command of Kingsguards and heir to House Lannister of Casterly Rock"
"Naruto of Uzgar, a pleasure to meet you" the redhead retorted vaguely, raising an eyebrow at the second tittle as he ran his fingers through Myrcella's blonde locks. "You're one of those golden riders? The one who died with a single strike to the chest?"
Jaime's smile faltered. "I am second in command"
"Must be disappointing to lead a group of weaklings, eh Jaime? … May I call you Jaime?"
Cersei could feel the tension in the room but …for some strange reason she wanted this to continue. She needed to see who yielded first.
"A preteen boy barely able to lift a sword, delivers one lucky shot and suddenly thinks he is better than everyone" the eldest son of House Lannister retorted with a smug tone, hiding his anger beneath a vile of superiority. "And that's Lord Jamie Lannister to you and no, you certainly may not"
"You'd better off making Tyrion taller than making me call you such a name, little lion" the Uzgarian prince retorted in a flat tone, pupils becoming draconian for the briefest of moments before they turned normal.
"Leave me out of your dick measuring contest" the dwarf replied dryly.
"I'm just trying to make a point that it's impossible"
"It's possible"
"No it's not, little man"
"You do realize that what you're doing can be interpreted as an offense to the crown?" the outraged Kingsguard asked in a barely controlled tone, hand silently reaching for the handle of his sword. "I can execute you right here and now for your insolence"
The redheaded prince chuckled in amusement, kissing the young girl on her cheek and standing up with a sigh.
"I'll be at the gates bright and early tomorrow morning, Lady Cersei" the Uzgarian prince stated idly, setting Myrcella down on his chair and moving for the door with a sideway glance to a fuming Jaime. "Find me at the south gate when you find the courage to go through with that so called execution of yours, little lion, until then bear your fangs at something that doesn't fight back …your preferred choice I am sure"
While Jaime was left growling and snarling at the retreating form of the redhead, queen Cersei eyed the muscular tiger in a new light, brown eyes filled with hunger and desire. He just became even more interesting.
Having him beside her in King's Landing was going to be beyond words.
THE END
Now I am going to need you guys to leave some feedback, nothing elaborate, just a few words will do. it helps me write faster and with more energy. Thanks.