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Small Council Chamber
Naruto knew exactly what the meeting was about before he even set foot in the chamber. Zetsu had already reported that before Varys little birds could even begin to hear. These people were slow on the uptake, even slower in gathering strategic information.
Granted he had no right to blame them for not knowing before him because he'd an Earth demon who could spawn as many copies of himself as he wanted and gather information from every corner of the world.
But…
He had a vast network of spies throughout the continents before Zetsu was introduced to his service on his 10th Nameday. He still kept them around even now but unlike before, he'd have Zetsu take the information from them and deliver it to him.
However he was mainly reserved for high profile and strategic players in the game.
"The whore has taken control of the Dothraki hoard! I warned you up in the North but you didn't listen!"
Yup, he guessed it right.
Naruto walked towards his chair without a glance or word to the enraged King, making everyone tense as Robert looked at him. Receiving a blank stare in return, the brown haired king frowned. "Naruto of Uzgar"
"Yes?"
"Do you know what is expected of everyone living under the sky of Westeros when they appear before the king?"
"How did this even happen?" Ned asked hurriedly, knowing that this particular topic of conversation would end badly …for both sides. Naruto didn't bow before anyone and Robert was too angry to let it slide today.
The question seemed to divert the king's attention as he turned to the Warden of the North.
"She spread her legs for the horse-riding warlord but luckily he died before he could put another abomination in her belly" Littlefinger answered instead, hoping to earn favors from the angry king by taking his side.
"Abomination or not, she got exactly what we feared!" The opposite happened as Robert almost crushed the wine goblet in his hand. "With Khal Drogo gone, she now commands the entire Dothraki Khalasar!"
If the whore crossed the Narrow Sea with those savages, King's Landing was as good as gone. Cities, towns and villages will be sacked, burned and destroyed. Children will be put to the sword. Able-bodied men will be turned to slaves and women will be raped until they died!
That's how cruel and twisted the Dothraki hoard was!
'Of course she does' Naruto chuckled inwardly. That was the plan after all.
"And I take it you believed these rumors simply because Lord Varys there heard someone whisper in his ears?" Eddard Stark asked curiously, directing a sideway glance at the Master of Whispers.
"Not rumors, Lord Hand, actual facts" the bald councilor replied firmly. "Ser Jorah Mormont, serving as advisor to the girl, confirmed the rumors"
"Do you honestly expect me to believe the whispers of a traitor?" Ned asked rhetorically, a frown marring his visage. He hated traitors. "A man who openly betrayed his own kin and left hundreds of his men to be slaughtered to save his own skin"
It was obvious Robert was getting angrier by the second. "What if he is right? Do you, Eddard Stark, expect us to wait patiently for the whore to cross the Narrow Sea with her army of barbarians and destroy us!?"
"I expect you to think rationally and first verify the information presented before making a move" the brown haired Stark replied firmly, an edge to his voice as he stepped forward.
The Baratheon King saw red. "Rational? I am the only one thinking rationally right now, you fool; we have to remove the girl before she crosses the sea and doom us all! Council, what are you waiting for? Talk some sense into this man!"
"Lord Stark…"
"Shut up Pycelle"
Even Ned almost grinned when the old man was glared into silence by Naruto before he could start his monologue. The Silent Wolf had no idea why the prince hated Pycelle so much but right now he was glad for the assistance in keeping him quite.
However … it was time to put this issue to rest, one way or another.
"I followed you into war, twice without a second of doubt or hesitation. I bled, killed and tortured for you because the Robert I knew back then had honor and no fear, especially from a girl thousand leagues away on another continent" Warden of the North started in a straightforward tone as he stood straight before his old friend. "I'll not take part in the death of a girl who poses no threat to us"
"You've no choice, you're my hand" Robert countered firmly, eyes narrowing in anger. "You follow my commands or I'll find myself another Hand who can"
"Good luck to him then"
Even Naruto had to admit he was surprised by what transpired. Ned was an honorable man, that much he knew but he'd no idea he was this firm on his ideals. Major respect for the Lord of Winterfell.
The redhead watched in amusement as Ned threw his badge and walked away amidst the shouts and profanities thrown at him by Robert himself. No wonder Catelyn married this man. He was a fool but an honorable fool.
Flea Bottom
While it was obvious that as long Robert was alive, each move would be taken with extreme caution. Naruto was left bored most of the time with such slow speeds of what he'd expected to be a calculated but swift game.
Thus he had turned his attention to other aspects of his life.
Fucking Ataria, his newly appointed maid, a dozen ways to kingdom come, finding different ways to utterly tease the living daylights out of Queen Milf, scaring the shit out of Joffrey, cuddling his favorite Lannister, Myrcella, like a doll, riding Ataria, having her ride him and then riding together.
Wait … now that he thought about it, most of his time was spent either attending to Council meetings or fucking like bunnies with his phat-butted assistant. God he couldn't get enough of the voracious woman's incredibly thick ass!
But there was another thing he wanted …fighting.
Sadly only a few people in King's Landing were allegedly his equal in combat and none of them were free enough to fight him. The Mountain? Now that was a guy he wanted to tear limb from limb. What he did to the Martells was just beyond words.
The Hound? Too busy wagging his tail at the crown prince to spar.
Jaime Lannister? The arrogant bastard was standing outside the king's room like a watchdog.
But …
Now he had the opportunity to fight one of them and as luck would have it, Jaime.
While Ataria had not been happy left half-fucked like that, he had to leave the woman. He could always come back and keep pounding her greedy cunt for an entire day after he was done skinning the Lannister boy alive.
"Hehehehe!"
Needless to say, he was not in the right state of mind to articulate coherent words as he sped through the streets of King's Landing on his Midnight black steed towards the location Zetsu had reported Jaime was confronting Ned.
He arrived just in time to see a guard pierce Ned's leg from behind in a cowardly move. Claws sliding over his hands in an audible 'Shling', all the remaining guards saw a blur of black and gold before the offender fell to the ground…without his head.
Jaime's eyes widened in shock as Naruto's monstrous steed, almost like a Giant, skidded to a halt a few meters away from the battle and his green eyes found the guard's head still stuck in his claws. What brutality!
"Hello there, little cub" Naruto announced loudly, a savage grin plastered on his whiskered visage as he hopped off his giant horse and approached the downed Stark. "Remember me?"
"Naruto of Uzgar…" Jaime muttered in surprise, eyes narrowing in anger as the teen played around with the head of his guard like a tennis ball. "What're you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question" he replied idly, pulling his leg back and kicking the head like a ball, much to the shock of the remaining guards. This guy was brutal! "Attacking the King's Hand? Now that takes balls, which I didn't know you had"
"Former Hand you mean" the blonde Kingsguard countered with a frown. "His wife took my brother so I'm taking his head. A fair deal, don't you think?"
Catelyn took Tyrion? Now that was something he didn't know. It seems his docile but perfectly thick-butted Milf lover has been busy since she left King's Landing. But why Tyrion? The little Imp was innocent.
He'd have to send Zetsu to investigate…. And he had a boner. God he needed that woman. She was the oldest of his lovers but everything about her was perfect.
"About that… how about I answer you instead?" the untamed prince stated, crossing his arms over a wide torso. "Fuck off!"
"You know, Cersei did say you were an undisciplined brute" the blonde bit back, trying to control his anger. "But this is a new low, even for you"
"Lady Milf said that about me? I thought she liked me" the redhead pouted.
It got exactly the reaction he had expected. "Watch your mouth, insolent cur!"
Suspicions were turning into beliefs as he eyed the man's enraged expression. "Wow, tone it down a bit. You're barking up the wrong tree, little cub"
"Insult the queen again and I'll rip out your tongue" Jaime warned ominously.
"I understand she is your sister but ripping out my tongue for speaking the truth? Now that's harsh."
"Enough!"
Yup, theory confirmed. This bastard was sleeping with his sister.
He hadn't believed Ned when the man had brought the theory to his attention after leaving his position as a Hand but the suspicion had lingered. Zetsu was out gathering evidences to solidify the claim. But seeing Jaime's reaction right now only cemented it.
"I've a better way to deal with you" Naruto started savagely, a wide, crazy grin dancing on his lips as he retracted his claws and took his trench coat. "Say goodbye to that pretty face, little cub, because I am going to mess it up real nice!"
While Jaime had indeed expected the attack, he hadn't expected the redhead to attack him without a weapon or so swiftly. Before he knew, the Uzgarian tiger's hand was around the shaft of his sword, not mindful of the sharpness of the steel.
'He is fast!'
Not even waiting for the Kingsguard to get his bearings, the redheaded prince squeezed the sword and broke it in the middle like a shard of glass before punching the pale knight straight in the chest. The force of the punch was enough to send Jaime flying to the back wall and collide with a painful grunt, much to horror of his guards.
"H-how?" the blonde Lannister muttered painfully, looking at the indent of his armor, made from Naruto's punch, in utter terror as he coughed up blood. "W-what are you?!"
"A demon given human form!" Naruto stated ominously as he dashed forward and stood above the bleeding Kingsguard, placing his feet on either side of the body, and cracked his knuckles. "Time to mess up that pretty face"
And then came the fastest barrage of bone-smashing, flesh-pulverizing and soul-breaking punches Jaime had ever felt in his entire life.
Punch after brutal punch connected with every single part of his battered and blood-stained face with destructive force, blood unceasingly erupted from his shattered mouth like a damaged faucet as every strike drove him ever further into the ground than before.
The City Watch guards looked in heart-stopping horror as their most powerful leader was reduced to nothing but a punching bag.
By the time Naruto was done, Jaime's face was nothing but a pulverized mass of flesh, barely clutching at the doors of consciousness. It would take only one punch to end his miserable existence once and for all but...
Jaime's death was meaningless at this point as was his own position in the ranking of the Red Keep. Hurting could be taken as his way of protecting the King's Hand but killing him would raise questions …questions that he was not ready to give answers for.
"This is so disappointing, I thought Lannisters were lions" Naruto mused absently, brushing the underside of his chin in thought as he sat down on the bloody Kingsguard.
He looked absolutely pathetic for someone proclaimed as a legendary Kingslayer. As bloody and broken as he was, the redhead could not perceive a speck of greatness he was so famous for. All he could see was a bloody piece of worthless trash too weak and beaten to even utter proper words.
All the cheekiness and aura of friendliness vanished from his visage as the Uzgarian prince kneeled down and gazed at the bloody Kingsguard's face, blue eyes flashing a demonic red as it stared into the pale bloodied eyes of his downed opponent.
"Do you know the difference between a Lion and a Tiger? A lion depends on his Pride to do most of the work for him before he delivers the final blow. He retains his status and still eats with pride. A Tiger, on the other hand, hunts by himself, not dependent on anyone or anything for his prize. Confused as to why I'm telling you this? So that you remember that while the Tiger hunts alone, he is not weak. You want to take him down… you better bring an army of seasoned warriors to even withstand the sheer hunger in his eyes."
With that said and done, Naruto stomped on the Kingsguard's face one last time before walking away, the guards running away as he whistled a jaunty tone.
Queen's Hand Office
With a wave of her hand, her guards leapt into action and surrounded the office from all sides as she walked forward, hands clenched into fists and a snarl marring her beautiful face as she barged in.
Cersei's hair stood straight like attentive soldiers when she entered into the chamber, instantly feeling the potency of the atmosphere inside compared to the outside. Now that she thought about it, this was her first time entering his office.
How Myrcella ever come into this chamber without being scared was beyond her… maybe because she was still young.
There was nothing in the room besides a wide wooden desk, an ornate chair, a single candle on the table and the gold-black sigil of the Uzgarian Kingdom hanging behind the chair.
Heart thumping oddly, her eyes fell upon the muscular form of the prince himself, calmly seated on the lone chair. Feet plopped on the table in a nonchalant fashion, untamed blue eyes peered from behind the shadow of his face as the queen stomped forward.
"You!"
"Cersei" the prince drawled deeply, eyes closing in boredom.
The busty woman gave no outright reaction besides the slight tightening of her jaw muscles as well as a shiver running down her body at his nonchalance. He called her by her name, her actual name! "How dare you!"
"How dare me what?" the redhead warrior asked, lightly lolling in his chair.
"Do you have any idea what you've done!?"
Raising a glass of wine to his lips, the redhead shrugged nonchalantly. "I've done many things and people since I came here, I'm afraid you would've to be more specific"
This was going exactly how he wanted it to go! Everything was carefully planned. He had an answer to every turn and twist.
"How dare you hurt my brother!" the Milf queen pressed on angrily, rage building up more and more as she was basically ignored by the redhead in favor of the goblet in his hand.
"Ah the arrogant little cub…" the redheaded prince drawled out lazily, almost as if he was about to fall asleep from sheer boredom. "How is he feeling now? I'd advise him against moving for a few weeks unless he wants to be crippled for the rest of his life"
"Answer me!"
"He attacked Ned, killed his squire and several other guards simply because a certain brothel owner had whispered nonsense in his ears"
"So? Who gave you the authority to assault him? Have you forgotten he is my brother!?"
A single blue eye opened slightly, peering at the enraged woman with an unmistakable glint of bluntness. "His relation with you is what saved him, otherwise you'd have been preparing for his funeral instead of confronting me about breaking a few of his bones"
"Do YOU have any idea who you're threatening?!" Cersei roared in anger, stomping towards his chair as the man stood up with a sigh and calmly rounded the desk. "I am the Queen of Westeros; I'll have you executed for this offense against my brother! I don't care if you're a prince or a damned KING!"
"Shut up, woman"
Before she could proceed with her rant, Naruto pushed her against the back wall with a wide grin, earning a flabbergasted yelp from the blonde Milf as the thickness of her phat butt collided with the concrete.
"W-what are you d-doing?" she demanded in anger, cheeks burning red as Naruto grabbed her arms and moved them above her head, pressing his mountain-like form against her.
"You women, such strange creatures. Your mouth says one thing, your eyes another, and your heart something entirely different" the Uzgarian tiger whispered throatily, purposely pressing his lower body against her thickness. "Why can't you just come clean with your desires and take what you want instead of beating around the bush?"
Struggling futilely against his strong arms, Cersei felt mortified, angry and … turned on to be manhandled by the beastly prince like she was some kind of powerless human-sized doll. She could feel blood rushing to her cheeks and her loins dampening when she felt something hard and … long against her stomach.
By the Seven, from what she could feel, he was HUGE!
Even though she was fairly tall herself, taller than a lot of women her age, she was still quite small when compared to the brutish prince's humongous height, however feeling him pressed against her, she realized just how tall he was.
His groin was against her stomach for crying out loud!
"N-naruto, let go of me this instant or I'll …" she whispered through clenched teeth, as his damn blue eyes seared into her soul.
"Or you will what?" he asked in challenge, nearing his mouth to her exposed collar while she shivered uncontrollably.
Whatever semblance of control she had over her emotions crumbled to pieces like an earthen vase when she felt his thin lips upon her collar, sucking, licking and biting the delicate skin. An involuntary moan escaped her mouth when Naruto bite her earlobe before softly licking it, as if soothing its pain.
"…"
"Tell me to stop and I will"
"…"
"Answer me or I'll stop"
"…Just…kiss m-me, you brute!"
He did just that.
Naruto smashed his lips against her own in a hungry and animalistic kiss, causing the Milf to widen her eyes in shock and her body to freeze like a rod. The redhead smirked and let go of her arms, reaching for her dress covered booty as he squeezed her phat cheeks like kneading dough.
What he wasn't expecting was for Cersei to wrap her arms around his neck, bring him closer to the passionate lip-lock and force her tongue into his mouth befitting of a hungry lioness!
Discarding all inhibitions to the wind, Naruto opened his mouth for the intruding appendage and accepted the bold intruder into his orifice, all the while imprinting the shape of his hands on the flesh of her massive rear.
For the Milf queen, the animalistic kiss lasted for an entire eternity, when in actuality it had only gone on for 1 minute. Her mind was in a daze. Turmoil, anger, embarrassment and lust clouded her rational mind as she gave in to her animalistic instincts to bring the magnificent male specimen closer to her body.
And just like always …
Feeling the need for oxygen, Naruto removed his lips from the dazed and stupefied queen; a thin trail of saliva connecting their previously occupied lips "Raise your voice against me again and I won't stop with just a kiss…"
The huskily whispered threat …or more like an invitation for the queen… left her more aroused and wet than she had ever been.
King's Hand Tower
With his madness and sadistic approach to life, Joffrey was still a considerably smart boy. Being around his cunning and manipulative mother all his life, he knew what to do and what not to do in situations that seemed …rocky at best and disastrous at worst.
Mending his relationship with the Starks was one of those seemingly rocky but disastrous situations and he had just found the perfect opportunity and means to find a solution.
Sending a servant out to the jewelers, he commissioned a specifically beautiful pendent to be made for his future bride, Sansa Stark and personally approached the girl himself.
He was a prince, he could basically order her to appear before him but his mother had taught him to be cunning.
Pushing the doors open, Joffrey strolled into the large chamber with his usual swagger, causing his bride-to-be and her septa to look at him in mild shock before they stood up.
He noticed, much to his annoyance, that Sansa rolled her eyes in annoyance and stood up with a sigh. What was her problem?
"My prince?" the septa muttered in surprise, offering a deep bow as the blonde prince approached them.
"Your grace" the wide-hipped Stark said politely, a stiff curtsy following her sentence.
The blonde boy was noting every disrespectful thing Sansa did and was doing into memory, planning to exact his revenge when they were married. But for now, he needed to be courteous. "My lady"
Even Sansa was surprised by his politeness. What happened to the little smug bastard? Did someone hit him over the head or something?
"…"
"…"
"Would you like to take a seat, your grace?" the septa asked politely, hoping to end the awkwardness between the future spouses.
Sansa has been acting weird recently …almost vehemently towards any and all royal members, especially those who even remotely hinted that she and Joffrey were going to be married. Did prince Naruto tell her something she was not supposed to know?
"No, I just came here to meet with my lady Sansa" the blonde Baratheon stated in a polite tone, putting emphasis on the 'my lady' as he smiled. "I was hoping to put any animosity between our families aside and start from the beginning. We're betrothed after all"
"Thank you …my prince" the redhead beauty replied in a strained voice, barely letting out 'my prince', much to the anger of the Baratheon heir. "I bear no hostility towards you or the royal family, my respect for them is immense. We've the honor of living under the same roof as you, after all"
The prince smirked inwardly, pleased that his façade worked. Mother was right; the Starks were a naïve lot. "Very wise answer, my lady"
"You humble me, your grace"
"Ah before I forget …" Joffrey reached for his pocket and pulled out the golden pendent, showcasing it to the inwardly annoyed redhead. "A token of my trust and love for you. May I?"
A look from the septa stopped Sansa from snarling at the smug prince as she put up a fake smile and nodded, turning her back to the blonde teen. The mere sight of him made her want to puke. The smell was worse even as he clasped the pendent around her neck and turned her around.
"Can you find it in yourself to forgive me?"
"There is nothing to forgive" The answer was almost automatic, signal from her mind to end this vomit-inducing conversation as quickly as possible. Who did he think he was fooling? She knew what kind of monster this boy was.
"You are my lady, one day we'll be married in the throne ro…"
"Oh for God sake, enough with the cringe already, I am trying to keep my lunch from coming up!" a rough voice cried out from the doorway, gaining the attention of the occupants.
A rather green in the face Naruto stood cross-armed in the doorway, hand placed on his mouth to stop himself from puking apparently and an indignant glare pointed at the crown prince.
"You…"
Joffrey remembered this guy alright… the man who almost got him drowned …then almost eaten by his pet and …making his life miserable by pulling pranks on him every single fucking day! Granted the real mastermind behind the pranks wasn't known yet but he knew, in his heart, that this guy was the sole reason behind every bad thing that happened to him!
"Naruto…"
His eyes narrowed as Sansa offered a smile, a smile so genuine that even he felt like he was looking at an angel, before he realized that the sweet gesture was directed at someone other than him.
"Now that you've given her the pendent and that vomit-inducing speech, leave so I can lay down and have a chat with Sansa… we have so much to talk about" the Uzgarian prince started in a pointed voice, a rather savagely knowing smirk on his lips as he eyed the wide-hipped Stark like his prey.
"I am the crown prince of Westeros; you can't order me to do anything!"
"It was for your own benefit, really" Naruto shrugged idly, walking forward in his usual 'prowling' style as he stood before the thicc redhead. "I thought I'd save you the trauma of seeing what I am about to do"
"What are you going to…"
His heart almost jumped out of his chest as Naruto tenderly raised Sansa's face with a finger beneath her chin and captured her lips in a loving kiss.
Color draining from his body and eyes seeing hell itself before them as Sansa, his future bride and the mother of his future children, actually reciprocated the kiss by wrapping her arms around the redhead's neck and deepening the lip-lock.
"Sansa was promised to me before you ever came into the picture, little cub, go and tell your mother that the tiger has laid claim to his tigress" Naruto growled like a disturbed beast, eyes flashing a demonic red for a second before returning to normal as he clutched the wide-hipped girl possessively, much to her embarrassment.
Even the Septa looked on in shock as a madly blushing Sansa pressed herself taut against the prince and almost melted into the kiss. It was so wrong and irresponsible to let this continue but… somehow it felt right. The little girl actually seemed to be in love.
Joffrey fainted.
THE END
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