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Tower of the Hand
"Let me guess, you want my help in either killing or imprisoning someone high in the noble food chain" Naruto stated dryly as he walked into his office, followed by an awkwardly smiling Tyrion.
"Technically yes" the dwarf Lannister answered sheepishly as the redhead took his seat and gestured for him to sit down. "I was also hoping to have a word with you about a decision I've made"
Observing the Hand's expression, Naruto knew that the decision had something to do with him either directly or indirectly. "Spill it"
"It's about Myrcella"
"I see"
"Hear me out" the short Hand started quickly before the redhead could do something reckless. "As much as our king brags about defeating everyone soon, we need alliances if we're to survive this war. As a prince, I am sure you know that there is no greater alliance than the ones forged in matrimony"
The redheaded prince nodded in understanding. Of course he knew that much. Marriage between rival kingdoms was a custom practiced for thousands of years.
However …
"I know"
"To Myrcella, you are more of a father than Robert ever was and that's the bitter truth. If anyone deserves to know where the princess should be sent away, it's you" Tyrion pressed forward, hoping beyond hope the redhead would listen to him carefully and agree because his very life depended on it. "This is why I am here, to ask for your approval and support in this matter"
If Naruto didn't support him, Cersei would kill him one way or another…that is if the redhead didn't kill him before her for suggesting to send his favorite Lannister away.
"To whom?"
Now this is where Tyrion started praying to God to make him succeed in this negotiation. The next word out of his mouth could very well decide his future. "Trystane Martell"
"…"
"…"
"…"
The silence was unbearable as Naruto fell into a deep contemplating trance, barely moving an inch in his chair while Tyrion waited with baited breathes.
"Good choice"
"Wait…you agree with me?"
"I do, I've met the boy. He is a very respectful lad, quite like his father. He will take care of the little cub" Naruto muttered softly, nodding in approval. Had it been anyone else, Tyrion would be falling down the tower by now for suggesting an asshole husband for Myrcella.
"Excellent" Tyrion broke out into a wide smile, shaking his head in amusement as he realized he had been standing before the redhead instead of sitting in a chair. Taking a seat in the front chair, the blond Hand chuckled sheepishly. "Shouldn't we drink to this?"
The redhead deadpanned. "I knew you came here for a sip of the Uzgarian wine"
The short man smiled awkwardly. "No of course not …I just thought a momentous decision needed to be celebrated, that's all"
"Sure…"
"You should get a squire for that" Tyrion commented idly as the redhead pulled out a bottle from beneath his desk and poured two glasses of the light wine.
Offering one to the Lannister black sheep, Naruto propped his feet over the desk and took a chug from his glass. "I already have one back home. Now onto the other matter you needed help with"
"You're going to love this one … I have half a mind to move to Uzgar just for the wine" the dwarf started with a grin, almost moaning in bliss as the sweetness of the strong wine washed down his throat. "There is a spy among the council members and although I have a suspicion …"
"It's Pycelle" Naruto deadpanned.
The Lannister Hand coughed into his hand. "Yes well I think so too but I need proof"
"I am assuming you have a plan?"
"I do"
"So what's my role in all this?"
"The aftermath really"
"After I kill him?"
"Umm…more like imprison him actually"
The redhead blinked in annoyance. "Get out"
"Hear me out please" the Hand started hurriedly. "I can't go on killing everyone in the council simply because they are spying for my father and sister. Janos was different. We need them there. And we can't exactly kill the Grand Maester …"
"Yes I can actually" the Uzgarian prince countered flatly.
"Ok fine you can but shouldn't. Grand Maesters are selected by the Citadel, not the King and as much I hate him in his role as a potential spy, he is knowledgeable on a wide variety of subjects. We need his wisdom"
"He is a snake, Tyrion. You don't imprison snakes, you kill them as soon as possible before they slip away and bite you in the future" the whiskered redhead explained briefly. "But it's your choice."
"Do I have your support in this?"
As much as he hated to admit it, Tyrion knew the redhead held more power than him in the Red Keep. He was the Hand but Naruto basically played everyone for fools without them even realizing it.
The King was too scared of him to even defend his position as Sansa's future husband, the Queen was too attracted to him to ever try anything against him, Varys was all too eager to help the redhead because of the teen's intelligence, Littlefinger was so paranoid of the Master of War that he couldn't take a few steps forward without looking back for any sneak attack from said man.
And he was officially an ally of the redhead, his partner in crime so to speak. He had almost as much power and influence as the king and that was kind of scary …and impressive.
It was a fortunate thing that the redhead was a very gentle, kind and just man deep down. He was ruthless but not cruel. He knew who deserved his punishment and when he delivered said punishment, it was horrifying.
Janos Slynt was a prime example.
"If I were you, I'd kill the old fool without a proof and be done with it. Nevertheless, you have my support"
Tyrion raised his glass in celebration. "This alliance is proving to be quite the interesting experience"
Office
War Tower
Feet propped on his desk, body relaxing against the cushion of his chair and a glass of wine in hand, Naruto patiently waited for Cersei to make her appearance after his recent …project with Tyrion. The short Hand sent his squire, Podrick, to inform him that Pycelle was the spy among the council and that the queen had vented out her anger on him.
And then later found out that Naruto was involved so it was safe to assume that she was going to confront him as well.
His sensitive ears easily picked up on the sounds of an angry set of feet stomping on the steps as they steadily moved towards his door. He had already instructed Ryujin to move to his bedroom to avoid the tiger attacking Cersei upon sensing her ill intent.
The door was pushed open and an absolutely fuming Cersei walked in.
"You!"
An amused smile flashing on his lips, Naruto took a sip from his wine and shrugged his shoulders. "Me what?"
"How could you agree with that monster to send my only daughter off to Dorne like some slave!?" the Milf queen yelled angrily, slamming her hands on the desk with clear fury in her emerald eyes.
Naruto barely blinked at her violent reaction. "Your anger is understandable but you need to calm down"
His nonchalant response only angered the queen more as she swatted away the remaining glasses and bottle off the desk with a loud yell. "Calm down!? You're basically selling my daughter off to the people who hate my family's guts! And you expect me to calm down!?"
" .Now" the prince's eyes flashed a demonic red for the briefest of seconds, lingering long enough for the queen to stiffen up in fear as the devilish eyes bore into her soul before turning back to the pure blue eyes Naruto was known for.
Against her better judgment, her body betrayed her and automatically obeyed the fierce command.
"H-how could you? She looks up to you like a father…" the distraught Milf started softly, voice almost breaking up. "I thought we made some progress on the beach …"
Sighing tiredly, Naruto pulled out another bottle and poured wine for the queen in his own glass, pushing it forward across the desk towards the silent woman. "You think I am wrong to have chosen Dorne for Myrcella. How about you tell me a suitable place for her? She is a young girl, prone to be married to someone in the future. Your bastard son would even give her to a lowborn lord if he praised the boy enough. So who?"
The straightforward question put the busty queen in crossroads as she really thought about the alternative. And as much she hated to admit it, Joffrey was that kind of boy. Even as a prince and the king now, he was hungry for attention.
"The Tyrells who are in open rebellion against the crown and the heir would rather sleep with a man than prefer the company of a sweet girl like Myrcella?"
"…"
"The Ironborn who are known as the most despicable bastards in Westeros for their constant rebellions, sacking and raping? Would you like the princess to be amidst those sons of bitches?"
"…"
"Or maybe Jon Arryn's lad who is still suckling at his mother's teat even though he is as old as the little cub? Do you really expect the young fucker to protect Myrcella when he can't even clean his own nose at this point?"
"…"
She couldn't really form words at this point. He made sense. But …
"S-shouldn't we let Myrcella decide her own future?" Cersei argued weakly, shaky hands gripping the goblet of wine as she tried not to cry.
"Do you honestly believe I'd take such a decision without asking for the little cub's consent?" The pointed question caused her eyes to widen in shock as he turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "So you didn't try to ask Myrcella before you barged in here and accused me of shipping her away without her permission? … that's quite rude, even for you"
"She agreed …to this?"
"She did" Naruto nodded firmly. "I know the prince so you have nothing to worry about"
How? Why? Couldn't her daughter understand that Dorne was dangerous for her? The Martells loathed them.
"W-who is to say the prince won't hurt or even torture her when she arrives there?"
"Because I am going with her, so is Ryujin. I had to stop him from swallowing Tyrion whole when he heard that his favorite human was being sent away from King's Landing" the redheaded prince started in a soft tone, a cheeky smile dancing on his lips as he recalled the amusing scene. "Rest assured, by the time we are done 'instructing' the prince about certain rules, he wouldn't dare touch Myrcella even with her permission. The little cub has grown on me"
The indignant pout at the end was so endearing that Cersei instantly placed the goblet on the desk and pounced on the shocked redhead, promptly straddling him and slamming her lips against his.
An Hour Later
A healthy amount of blood rushing to her face for some unknown reason, Ataria sighed for the umpteenth time that day as she moved to push open the door to Naruto's office. The moment the door to the Spartan office was opened, it became quite clear why the normally straightforward maid was blushing like a newly wedded bride.
Seated or rather sprawled over the large desk at the back of the office was a shirtless, tall and muscular redheaded man, obviously her master. Lying atop the partially naked crimson haired teenager was the normally strict and manipulative queen of Westeros, their mouths connected, legs intertwined, and hands shamelessly roaming each other's bodies in a lewd display of affection.
Coughing uncertainly, Ataria instantaneously looked away with a sheepish smile when the alarmed queen turned towards her with her eyes burning in anger and lips stretched into a displeased frown. She looked like any sense of reason was out of the window, only a creature of lust remaining in place.
However, that was not the reason why she turned her gaze away, being the queen's chief handmaiden for the past 10 years, she was used to her strict and uncompromising attitude.
The reason why she turned away was because of her indecent state of dress. Her well ironed and flawlessly smooth robe was opened up at the front and her phat, meaty breasts were hanging openly in the air for all to see.
Well, not for all but for the eyes of the redhead only who was openly cupping the massive orbs.
"What is it?" Cersei demanded bitterly, narrowing her emerald eyes into thin slits to indicate her sour mood.
"There is a messenger for his grace, your highness" the thick blonde woman answered peacefully, offering a small apologetic bow to appease the frustrated woman. In her humble opinion, the queen shouldn't even be called frustrated considering that she had been hearing her moans for the last hour or so while she was waiting outside the door.
"So?" The anger in her tone was quite visible and honestly she couldn't blame her former mistress. The woman had been trying to get into bed with Naruto for over half a year now. She would be lewd if she had been in the queen's place now and someone had interrupted her.
"It's important, my queen"
Cersei sighed in regret, concealing a loud moan when the redhead beneath her mercilessly bit into her heaving breast before lightly sucking the tender skin "S-stop biting my breast!"
"Want me to suck on them instead?" he countered smugly, his sharp and grinning face full of red marks awfully resembling a pair of lips, courtesy of the excited queen.
Not even blinking at his smug grin or response, the frustrated reclaimed her self-control and climbed off the redhead with an outrage look, making sure to pull up her robe around her phat tits and make herself presentable. "You sucked on them enough for one day"
Dammit all to the 7 bloody hells! Why can't the world just fuck off for a single day and let her ride this brutish prince's bones to dust! Just once at least! Once, was that too much to ask for!?
Naruto deadpanned. "With your screams of encouragements, I might add"
Seeing the redhead look around the wide desk several times, the golden haired Lannister raised her hand and presented it to the prince with a blank expression, a pink hue flashing on her cheeks. "Looking for this?"
Smirking in satisfaction, the Uzgarian prince appreciatively took his leather coat and leaped off the wide desk, stretching a few times to relax his stiff bones.
This woman was a hungry lioness. Robert must have seriously left her unsatisfied over the years if he could make her cum from just sucking on her tits.
"Do you really have to go now? Can't this messenger of yours wait for a few bloody hours!?" Cersei proclaimed heatedly, finally showing her anger as she stomped around the desk and reached for a glass of wine with a heavy frown.
"As much I enjoyed the feel of your lips and your phat ass grinding on my lap, I must tend to my duties as Master of War" the redheaded prince retorted with a lewd grin, causing the busty Milf to almost grown in exaggeration "I have to say, that stuffy robe of yours is really not doing you any favors. How could it hide that massive ass is really beyond me"
"Apparently not as enjoyable as I thought if you are leaving in the middle" the frustrated queen countered heatedly, chugging down an entire glass with a single gulp. "I've half a mind to have the messenger executed for interrupting his queen"
"Let's not give the people an excuse to spread rumors "
Cersei almost released a growl as she slammed her goblet on the table and turned to the redhead. "Do I look like I care what others think about me! A lioness doesn't concern herself with the opinions of sheep!"
Sharing an understanding look with Ataria, Naruto shifted around the desk as the busty maid walked out with a knowing chuckle.
"Patience, Cersei, the wait will only make the end results that much sweeter" the redheaded prince indicated with a savage smirk, licking his lips in a predatory manner before he inclined forward and seized the blonde Milf by the back of her head, pulling her into a steamy kiss.
"I c-can't wait anymore!" the blonde queen moaned defiantly.
"You've to. I expect you inside my chambers, all pretty and ready upon my return" the warrior Uzgarian growled throatily, biting the Milf's neck like a wild predator as said woman almost creamed her robes in arousal. "Then I'll breed you like the slut you are …I'll fuck you until you can't even understand how to live without my cock plundering your depths…I'll fuck you until you're stuffed to the brim with my cream ...until then, prepare your pussy for me"
A gaping, aroused, and utterly mortified Cersei was left standing in the Spartan office as the redheaded prince stole one last rough kiss and delivered a rather strong, possession slap to the wideness of her phat butt before walking away.
Leaving her incredibly aroused, fearful and more than a little damp below the waist.
Throne Room
Red Keep
"Tell her, Ser Lancel"
Sansa stood rigid before the king and the court, a genuine look of fear etched on her face as she tried to stay away from the King's aimed crossbow. The little shit had it trained directly on her.
"Using some vile sorcery, your brother fell on Stafford Lannister with an army of wolves. Thousands of good men were butchered. After the battle, the Northmen feasted on the corpses of the slain like savages!"
Even at her current state of mind, Sansa couldn't help but gave the pretty Lannister knight a disbelieving look, causing him to frown in response. She didn't need to have the sensitive nose of a canine to smell the pigshit spewing from his mouth.
"I'll have to send your brother a message" the young king started in a sadistic voice as he lowered his weapon and stared at the beautiful wide-hipped Stark girl. "Come to think of it, I didn't hear you beg for mercy"
"…" Sansa remained standing defiant at the end of the stairs, dull eyes focused on the now unnerved king.
"Kneel and beg for mercy!" Joffrey shouted angrily, standing on his feet as he reached for his crossbow once again.
"I won't" The court fell silent as a collective gasp of shock went through the room. "I am not going to beg for mercy for a mistake I didn't make and one you were too much of a coward to prevent!"
Sansa knew at that moment what Naruto meant by becoming the very beast they represented. Wolf. Impossible to beat while in a pack but still strong even when alone. Naruto was there most of the time but he never made a move on her.
To him, she was still growing.
She would never be a grown woman in his eyes until she took control of her own life and stood up to the cruelty of the world by herself. Starting with this bastard!
Even the sadistic Lannister was surprised by defiance in the timid girl's eyes. He could've sworn the girl almost growled like a wolf when she said those words.
But he didn't like being defied…especially not in front of his court. "Ser Meryn, teach her some manners!"
The large Kingsguards was almost too eager to obey the order as he unsheathed his sword and stomped towards the defiant girl. "Kneel!"
She didn't, not the least bit budging from her place.
As the sword neared her head, the redheaded princess closed her eyes in surrender. The images of her beautiful mother standing with Arya, Bran, Rickon, Robb, Jon and her father raced through her mind. It shifted to the side to show a cheekily smiling Naruto resting against the stomach of Ryujin as they sat against the trunk of a large tree.
A wide smile flashed on her lips as she saw his mischievous smile. Damn that beautiful man.
The pain never came though.
Her eyes opened tentatively, not wanting to open them fully and see the glint of steel racing towards her neck as her last memory of this world. Her squinted eyes caught sight of a wide, black leather-covered back with a tuff of crimson hair at the top, standing right before her body.
Wait black leather coat and crimson hair? There was only one person with that kind of style and that was …
"Naruto!"
Indeed, standing before her and blocking the sword strike meant for her with his bare hands was none other than redheaded warrior prince of Uzgar, a look of pure darkness etched on his visage.
"Y-you…." Ser Meryn Trant stuttered in alarm, shaky hands trying to pry his weapon away from the man's bleeding hand but to no avail. How could it only cause his hand to bleed when he had put enough force to cleave through anyone's neck.
He still remembered this man's previous attack. It had taken him a month to recover from that kick!
"I believe I warned you that the next time you even humor the idea of hurting Sansa, I will take your life" The entire court shivered in fear as the dark words reverberated around the chamber, causing Joffrey to fall down to his throne in fear as he tried to step away.
"This d-doesn't concern you!"
"Look away Sansa, you don't want to see this" Naruto ignored the struggling Kingsguard and looked over his shoulder to the redheaded girl.
A flat, defiant look greeted him back. "I do want to see this"
Naruto smirked in approval. The middle-aged Kingsguard decided to cut his losses and let go of his sword with a grunt, rushing to the other side of chamber to near himself to the shivering king.
The entire watched with baited breathe as a golden claw slide down the redhead's hand and 'shlinged' into place, before the redhead pounced forth like the tiger his people were known to represent.
"ARRGGHHHH!"
Screams of terror echoed through the chamber as Naruto stabbed the Kingsguard straight in the back, piercing through the thick golden armor, ramming into his insides and out through the front with a sickening crunch.
The court was no more as anyone who had not lost consciousness was running for the doors and putting as much distance between the redhead and themselves as possible.
Joffrey did not have the same luxury as he was stuck in the pointy throne, having twisted the flaps of his cloak around a handle of one of the many swords the throne was comprised of, a look of horror etched on his face as Naruto pulled his hand out of the man's back and the knight died instantly.
"S-stay a-a-away from m-me!"
The deceased Kingsguard's heart still stuck in his claw, Naruto prowled up the stairs with a dark, vulpine grin dancing on his lips as he approached the trembling boy, the Kingsguards too scared to do anything.
"Listen to me, boy, unlike the fools living in King's Landing, I am not under any obligation to obey the laws of your puppet kingdom. Sansa is mine, by right, by name and by body until the end of time. The next time I hear that you summoned her to court without my permission or her consent …" Joffrey tried to scoot away from the growling redhead as he placed one hand on the armrest of the throne and lifted the hand with Ser Meryn's bleeding heart. "I'll rip out your heart and feed it to you!"
He promptly fainted.
Naruto sweatdropped in response, an owlish expression on his face as the boy's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he slumped lifelessly against the throne.
"Oops, too much?" the redheaded prince asked one of the remaining Kingsguards, a sheepish smile on his face as he rubbed the back of his head. The guard was too scared to talk.
Tossing the heart away, Naruto used Joffrey's red cloak to clean the blood off of his claws and clothes, whistling a jaunty tone as he rubbed the blood off and turned to Sansa.
Only to be slammed into the ground and a pair of pouty, sweet lips crushing against his in a show of hungry passion, courtesy of a now confident Sansa. the redhead prince was too shock to do anything but let Sansa tear into his lips like a wild animal, moaning and growling like a beast as she bit, sucked and licked his whole mouth before standing up.
Naruto was left panting on the ground as Sansa stood up and pushed up her locks, a satisfied grin on her face. "What in the …"
"I am not a little girl anymore! Get it through that thick skull of yours!" the wide-hipped Stark girl stated firmly, wiping away the drool from her lips as she smiled at the still panting prince and rushed out of the throne room.
Naruto's gaze instantly focused on the sheer wideness of her hips wobbling a large, meaty ass as she rushed out of view. A chuckle escaped his lips. "The little she wolf grew up at last"
THE END
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