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Mr. M., Mrs. J.K., I know, I fell back into my old habits. Collecting my favorite characters is a hobby of mine. Don't worry, I'll wait until they are of age. The story around them I write for free, as always.

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Margaery Tyrell

Sansa Stark

Arya Stark

Bloody hell? How is the little one involved? That Game is messing with my head.

19. Nighty, night, Night King.

The following day I told the wives that I am going to visit Valyria, to gather the eggs and steel. A portkey later, I took my broom out and repeated the previous levels, only I studied the buildings and the active enchants and wards on them. Once I looted a building, I removed the magic from one. I felt the magic settling.

That will become a side project for later. Now I concentrated on the eggs and loot. At the coast of one of the islands, I spotted a ship, an Iron Born ship. I bet it is of that Euron Greyjoy, a quick scan of the island has him pinpointed to an old dragon stable. He probably found the horn to control dragons…

Meh, I'll slap him a new one. Landing invisible next to him, I stored my broom and asked him: "And? Found something interesting?"

Euron jumped backward and drew his sword: "Who is there? Who are you?" I showed myself and said: "I am King Joffrey, and am here to pay the Iron Price. Dear Euron, so proud to be a parasite, too lazy to try honest work, no, no need for talking Euron, I am tired to listen to your crap."

At one point you don't want to discuss the same arguments over and over, so I held him with Telekinesis and removed his head. Searching his remains got me the horn and some Valyrian steel. His ship? It is not worth the effort, so I just sunk the thing. I did not remember much about him, only that he was a nasty piece of work.

It took two weeks to loot the region of all the eggs and Valyrian steel.

Xxxxx

Back in the Nest, I showed them the eggs, I found 32 of them that could be saved. I asked the wives: "Save them for the future kids? Or do you want a second Familiar?"

Daphne said: "Save them for our children love. Our dragons are still too young to breed, and following the records, it will take twenty to thirty years before they reach adulthood."

Astoria said: "The three new companions need one though. Honey, I feel that you need to let Daeny select one of her three eggs. Life here would be impossible for her if she is left behind without one."

That evening after dinner I said: "Margaery, Sansa, Arya, and Daenerys, we have decided to let you select a dragon Familiar. Daeny, you may choose one of the three eggs you traveled with.

Margaery, Sansa, here are the eggs I found in Valyria and the six I saved from the Citadel. Close your eyes and let your feelings search for a connection.

Arya, if you want one, then you have to let Nymeria select one. Familiars have to be compatible, or the magic will corrupt them. If Nymeria refuses a dragon, then you can't have one."

Daenerys chose the black one, Parvati whispered to her it was a male, and she should name it after what her son's name was supposed to be. Thank the Gods for Parvati's quick thinking, and for preventing to have a Drogo from flying around.

Margaery chose a female, and so did Sansa. Arya guided Nymeria to the eggs. I Copied Telepathy to Arya and explained to her how it worked. I said: "Arya, tell Nymeria it is completely up to her to select one or not. Tell her to trust her feelings."

Nymeria, after hesitating a long time, selected the green one of Daenerys.

We did the binding ceremony… I know, just rubbing blood on it and pumping magic in it is not impressive enough for the kids, so we made a show.. ceremony for it. Nymeria gave some of her blood to her egg too.

Daphne said: "Margaery, you are studying Healing Magic, it is your task to do three Heals, two Dispel Curse, and two Clear Minds on the eggs each day. Betsy will brood them. They will hatch in four months. Sansa, you are studying Light Magic, so each day you do a Bless on the eggs. And all of you, pump your magic in the egg each day after dinner. But most of all, Pamper Betsy. She is the main reason our dragons are healthy and sane. Her presence and magic body are nursing the eggs"

Xxxxx

I decided to get more involved in the politics of Westeros, the wives got in a good rotation leading the council, and slowly the corruption of the Gold Cloaks and officials ended. The knowledge we could read their minds was enough to make honest men out of them.

We introduced the communication books to the seven Wardens, and Sirius developed a magic holographic system to let them all meet in a special room.

Each Warden got a special room with a chair and table that projected him to the others and the others were projected in their room to speak live with each other. All of them were connected to the Small Council.

The first time we used it, the wardens were speechless. Lyanna explained: "Lords, once a week at this time you will use that chair and we will talk about Westeros. Conflicts will be solved here, or made, it depends. The fact stays, each major law will be discussed, voted, or contested in this room."

In the communication book to Tywin, I wrote: "Grandpa if you flood the mines and drown the miners to hide the fact your goldmines run dry, I will personally whip the skin from your back in Lannisport. I need those miners in other mines."

Xxxxx

He never answered that message. Maybe it is time to visit daddy and gramps, you know, to introduce the wives.

This time I remembered to bring my Honor Guards, they swore when they saw the rope, and cursed loudly when they arrived and witnessed a portal opening in front of them.

The hound glared at us when we strolled out of the portal: "The next time you come to me with that fucking rope I tie it around your fucking neck boy!"

I protested: "Why the fuck are you complaining about that? Your armor isn't even dented!" ...and it is fun to see a pile of knights on the floor.

The guards on the walls of Casterly Rock listened to our discussion and called out: "Who are you, and why did you come here?"

The Hound was still annoyed and growled: "Open the fucking gate or I send this boy after you!" I asked the Hound: "Hey! Since when are you threatening people with me?" He shot back: "Since you can pull a dragon out of your pocket. You up there, open the gate four your King, and hurry up."

The gate opened and Tywin came out, he asked me: "Why did you come here?"

I am offended! "Hey, you old bastard! No hello? How do you do? No Bread and Salt? If this is the way you treat your grandchildren, then I am taking Tommen and Myrcella home with me. Choose your next words very carefully Gramps."

Tywin was fuming inside, grandchildren are supposed to be docile and obedient to their grandparents: "Welcome to Casterly Rock, Your Highness. Bread and Salt are inside, our hospitality is yours."

I nodded: "That is much better, now, don't be alarmed, we are letting our pets stretch their wings a bit." The sight of eleven Dragons appearing out of nowhere and flying with a roar into the sky was enough to put Gramps in his place… at the bottom. "Come, Gramps, we have a lot to discuss and little time. Where is your oldest son? On his way to the Wall? Send for him, I have something to tell him too."

Xxxxx

In Gramps Solar, the wives and I conjured comfy chairs, the ones in the Solar were too low, a power-play from Tywin to let us look up at him. An older couple came in along with Jaime.

I asked: "Gramps? Are these old ones allowed to hear our secrets? Do you trust them?" Tywin growled: "I trust Kevan and Genna with my life."

I put the privacy spell up and started: "Alright, did Jaime tell you already that he sired three bastards with his twin sister? That he and that fucking whore are responsible for the deaths of the Stark retinue? They are responsible for the death of Lord Arryn. That son of a bitch and his twin sister even aborted a brother of mine because he might be one of Roberts. Do I need to go on?"

The room was dead silent after that statement. Slowly Tywin looked at Jaime: "How much is true of what he said?" Jaime didn't answer. I mocked: "Is he moping that he can't be with mommy anymore? What daddy? Do you want another kid with mom?"

I glared at Tywin: "Those two fools almost started a war among the seven Kingdoms, and you gave them free rein to do so. Mother? She is always using her looks and body to get what she wants, the last one she fucked was cousin Lancel, to let him add something to Robert's wine before the hunt."

I sighed: "And the only decent child of you is hated by you with a passion. Why? Did he make himself a dwarf? Was he in his mother's womb and thought: hey I want to be a dwarf! Let's ruin my life! Grandmother was a Lannister to is it not? Do you know what happens when animals inbreed too much? Yes, grandpa, Tyrion's condition is completely your fault. You should hate yourself instead of Tyrion, the result of your stupidity."

Now, don't attack me and tell me I am wrong. I don't know why some children are born that way, after all, I am not a scientist, I am just guilt-tripping the old bastard into hating himself.

I took Brightroar out and said: "One million and a half, for this one. Do we have a deal?" Tywin shouted: "Brightroar! You found Brightroar? Did you visit Valyria?… Of course, you did. I will lower the debt from the crown with one and a half million Dragons. Does that satisfy you?"

Daphne said: "That leaves the crown with only one point five million Dragons in debt to the Westerlands, Tracey? Do you have that much with you?"

Tracey inspected her rings and said: "Easily, I have three million with me, where do I put it? Grandpa?"

Tywin's eye twitched with the 'Grandpa' he answered: "Follow Kevan to the treasury and put it inside."

I said: "We are now at the main topic: "I can't trust you and your son with Tommen and Myrcella. Both of you are incompetent to raise any children. I am going to spend a few hours with both, if they want, they will live with me, or, Tommen will be fostered by Lord Stark and Myrcella with Lady Olenna."

Jaime couldn't hold it any longer: "My children remain here!" I laughed: "Those are not your children you idiot! Do you want to name them Tommen and Myrcella Hill? Then by all means claim them as your own. I fought for the name Baratheon and won. Do I have to fight you for my brother and sister? One less idiot in the world can make it a better place you know."

I looked at Tywin and said: "That fool is only good to swing a sword around. Stay alive long enough so we can teach Tommen how to rule Westerland." Hah! Take that Pappy! That fool needed a good bashing. I Cut One-Handed Sword Skill from daddy, so he has a reason to train again.

Xxxxx

My wives, Margaery, Sansa, and Arya took Tommen and Myrcella out to meet the dragons, two hours later the Nest had two more inhabitants.

The days, turned into weeks of training, learning new skills, and leveling up. The wives prepared themselves for the Night King and the undead. Our dragons got new armor, and I invented new weapons. A nice one was a Wildfire bomb that had a Gemini charm on it, every time it split, the old half would explode after five seconds, spraying wildfire all around, causing the other half to split again. It could split fifty times… I am a bloody Genius! I still had a lot of Dragon Glass cluster bombs from previous levels in my Inventory. So all we need is to raise the girls a few levels more.

Xxxxx

The eggs hatch and Daenerys named her dragon Rhogor. Margaery named hers Vhagar, a bronze-blue colored female like her namesake. Sansa named her dragon Dreamfyre as it had the same coloring pale blue and silver as her ancestor. Arya named her green dragon Urrax, like the legendary dragon that lived thousands of years ago.

I smiled at them and said: "Those are good names, all of them are better than Norberta. So good job to you all."

Fay slapped me on the back of the head: "Norberta is a perfectly fine name for a dragon! Might I mention Betsy, Benny, and Bernie? You have no right to speak, Bobby or Clumsy."

Anyway, Prongs was happy not being the runt of the litter anymore and played a lot with the chicks.

Xxxxx

When Daphne reached level 40, the Zombie Dungeon opened up. We entered and went after them with a vengeance. Teamwork and the dragon familiars made it quick. Astoria, Lucinda, and I were guiding the girls and Sirius. We even brought Daenerys along.

A month of speed leveling made us ready for the Night King. We collected some samples, one Other, a wraith, and a zombie, to show the wardens the real treat of beyond the Wall.

We equipped five hundred warriors from each Kingdom with swords and armor for a campaign to the North.

Seven Portals later, the small army joined the forces of the Night Watch. Sirius stayed at home watching the kids, he had to, Prongs is still not big enough to ride on, and once you have a dragon of your own, the others refused to let them ride, only if the chick rode along.

I made a quick stop at the Children of the forest, stabbed the crow in the eyes, and invited the Children back into Westeros.

Xxxxx

We met the army of the Night King at the sources of the river Then. To be honest… when you have already done it two times, there is not much suspense from it.

We had fun with our Wildfire bombs and cluster bombs. Flying high out of reach, carpet bombing the shit out of them decimated the undead army.

We located the Night King at the Ice spears he was hurling at our dragons. A twenty-minute barrage of bombs and spells did the job, witnessed by our army and the wildlings we captured along the way.

When the undead army collapsed after the Night king died, we landed in front of the men. Storing the dragons after feeding them left them scared shitless for us.

I amplified my voice: "As you witnessed it, the reason for the Wall has died. I will remove the magic from the Wall to allow the seasons to turn back to normal. The wildlings… You don't have to bend your knees, but if you dare to steal one girl or woman, I will come here and steal all of your women. If you dare to raid our lands, I will come and kill you all. Is that understood?"

The wildlings leader said: "We will bend the knee King Joffrey, but we want to be a separate region, an eighth Kingdom."

Daphne asked Astoria and Lucinda: "Was your Rhaegar a good kid? Is it worth a try to let him rule these people?"

Astoria nodded: "Yes, he was a good kid, this one is too. He chose the Black to avoid conflicts with the Starks Bannermen." Lucinda confirmed it: "Lyanna loved him very much, He and Daeny played a lot in the dragon's sandpit."

Daphne raised her voice: "The new lord of the Beyond lands is Rhaegar Targaryen, also known as Jon Snow. The Night watch is hereby disbanded, the men can settle in the gift, and the Senior officers can claim a castle. Jeor Mormont will be the Lord of the Gift. One of the daughters of Maege Mormont will inherit the Gift.

Jon will marry a wildling girl and rule the Beyond Lands. Anyone that has an objection to this come forwards!" It just happened that her dragon Alextrasza decided to come out and look at the troops. Nobody objected, of course, Daphne is very wise and skilled in politics… and intimidations.

I added: "The weapons and armor are a gift from us, it is proof you were here and witnessed the start of a new era. If you use them for something else than defense or fun, it will lose its powers."

Great speech, as always, my crown was extra polished today just for this event. I just wished Arya was here to witness my greatness… A portal later and the kids came through with the chicks. Some warm clothes later, I asked Arya: "Wife NR Two? Do I look heroic enough? I polished my crown extra good, Quit stabbing me, wife! People might not take me seriously!"

Arya fumed: "Urrax! Burn that bastard to a crisp! Nymeria bite his ass!" Urrax did a brave effort to flame me, while I was dancing around Arya, avoiding her stabs. Nymeria knew the drill already and did a token attack.

Lord Stark interfered: "Arya! Hold your attacks at King Joffrey. We just had a major battle, and don't want to lose the leader of our army."

Arya glared at me: "One-day Joff. One-day." I nodded: "One day you will be my wife, I know."

Astoria slapped my head: "Quit teasing her Joff. Arya, Sansa get Rhaegar here."

Xxxxx

The talks went great, after we removed the magic from the wall, we felt a major shift in the natural powers, it will take some years before the weather patterns settle. We gifted Jon/Rhaegar a Castle close to the Fist of the First Men and the river Then. With most of the modern luxuries, except the extension charms on the rooms. For Jeor Mormont, we renovated Castle Black and wanted to inform Maege Mormont of the situation, but she was already here with her three eldest daughters.

All in all, the problems in the North are done. Now we have to deal with the rest of the world. We ended up with a little She-Bear, Lyanna Mormont, the youngest Bear. Meh, she is not my problem, the wives accepted her, and the wives will take care of her. Sirius! He is a great babysitter! See? problem solved.

We concentrated on the dungeons, to raise our Levels, Skills, and Professions. Leveling them all to 100. The children got good Skills and education that Maesters would give up an arm and a leg for.

Sirius and Daenerys, two wounded souls, found each other, surprisingly Arya became a part of them too, the three male baby dragons hit it off and it showed in their bonds. They spent most of their time together. I think Wife NR Two is filing for a divorce… Meh, I still have One and Three, and they are worse than Pitbulls.

Xxxxx

We spend two years in the Dothraki Sea, they called us the winged demons, we called them lazy parasites. We freed every slave from the Dothraki that wanted to be free. Our message was always the same: Work for a living instead of stealing other people's possessions. There were a lot of geldings running around in the Dothraki Sea.

Every night we did the dungeons, the Kids were fast learners, Tommen and Myrcella got a prime education, along with the She-Bear in Estate management and politics.

Slowly we expanded to the red temples, every City that had one got a visit from us, we melted the temple and all the priests in one big puddle, we left after our message sounded through the City: "Gods don't demand human sacrifices, only demons do."

All methods to kill us failed, dragon power combined with magic is unstoppable, In slavers bay, we had some fun, at night, we set slave tattoos on the biggest slave owners. That put their undies in a twist. The city was in turmoil for months. Sometimes we tattoo the parents, sometimes only their children, and let them experience what other parents feel when their kids are dragged away as slaves.

All cities in Slavers bay got a visit.

Xxxxx

Sirius and Daenerys accepted Arya when she got older and her hormones acted up. I was forced to hold a Royal wedding for Margaery and Sansa. Did you know the preparations for a wedding are worse than the day itself? Us males survive them only by nodding yes and no. Take one bride from hell and multiply them by eleven, yes, that is my life.

The other wives already forgot… did we have a wedding in the previous levels? The Sand snakes came with a wedding contract, Lucinda got pushed by her grandfather. Astoria… no, no wedding either. Hmm. The level before that, only Lyanna… the others joined in the wedding bed though, fun times… Meh, we have a multiple wedding, at least the wedding night will be interesting enough… Dammed! I am already shagging them, where is my reward? The wedding was held on a big field next to the Nest. We made an enormous tent… portable Palace, and we connected portals to Winterfell, Highgarden, and King's Landing. My mother was allowed to attend but was silenced by me. The day before the wedding I visited her, I conjured a full-sized mirror and said to her: "Tomorrow is my wedding day mother, I am marrying eleven wonderful girls. You will attend the wedding and behave like a mother. Not as a Queen or a High Born Lady, because you are neither. Let me show you what will happen when you try to fuck it up."

I changed her face into an ugly woman, her body… well it matched her new face: "See mommy, and if you really fuck things up you can leave the Red Keep looking like that. Maybe your Dad will be here, but Jaime is banned from you. No more fucky fucky with your twin. You may also choose to stay home."

Maybe there is something left from the old Joffrey in me. That was rather mean of me.

The wedding went well, the wives were beautiful, the food was great, and the drunks got dispelled by Sirius, Daenerys, and Arya. Even mother behaved herself. The bedding ceremony was skipped when Betsy showed her face.

Xxxxx

That night we went all out, it was an orgy that would make the Old Romans envy us. The Heal and Restore Spells were used plenty of times, Sansa and Margaery were the centers of the attention, both got worked over by the others, Telekinesis 100 was a wonderful tool, getting worked over by five of them was almost too much. When they passed out, I paid attention to the other wives, cheating with my Telekinesis I worked on all their pleasure receptors, while fucking them all night long. In the end, I needed major Healing and food supplements.

The next morning we calculated the damage, in the tent was almost no knife, fork, spoon or cup to be found. I guess it went home as a souvenir. Everything that was not bolted down was gone.

I said: "Oh well, I only marry once, so this is collateral damage."

Astoria laughed and said: "Obara, Nymeria, Tyene, Meili, and Fen! You are not done yet, husband." Lavender took pity on me and said: "This level will take a few years more Astoria. Joff, when will the Fire Demon show himself? We destroyed most of his Temples, at some point he must show his face."

I shrugged: "I don't know, he never came to become clear in the Story.

We best concentrate on the Dothraki and the Red Temples. And at leveling up, you are almost at level 100, the Skills and professions are already maxed out."

Fay said: "Tommen, Myrcella, and Lyanna Mormont are little monsters. What were you thinking by giving them Weapon Skills at level 100? They are going to the Red Keep to practice with the guards every day, the guards are already refusing to spar with them. The King's guard can hardly keep up with them."

Embarrassed I said: "I did it once by accident, the other two wanted equal treatment, then it got a bit out of hand. Anyway Tommen? Tywin can not handle him, he knows more than he and his Maester put together. He only needs a few years to mature and the Westerlands will be in good hands."

Daphne asked: "What about Myrcella?"