Red Lion Amongst the Direwolves

Magi X Game of Thrones

Crossover

OC

Summary: Megara was a slave before Muu Alexius freed her. Since she is too young to join the troops, she stays behind and train hard to become a great warrior. Her dream is to become a part of Muu's Household. Life is peaceful until a failed experiment blast her away to another world. Eddard Stark found her and took her in. Let's see how the game turns out with a Fanalis joining the fray...

Disclaimer: I do not own either of the series. Each of them belong to their respective creators

Warning: OCs, grammar errors, typos

CHAPTER 2

Catelyn is not sure what to make of the little girl Ned brought back. Robb told her that as soon after they hear this strange loud noise, they found the girl lying on the ground. It appears that she is completely alone. On one hand, she is horrified that a little girl wandered alone in the woods and on the other, she can't help but note that she look foreign. Being young, her children are very curious with the mysterious girl. They keep asking the men for details. They didn't give them the full story though, but Robb and Jon did.

"There was this strange noise... It sounds like a roaring storm... But at the same time it sounds like fire... It was deafening... And then Ser Rodrik found the girl. All alone and unconscious..." Robb said to his siblings in a serious tone.

"Is she a wildling?" Arya asked curiously.

"No" Jon is the one who answered "She doesn't look like one. She doesn't look like a Northerner even."

"A Southerner then? What is she doing here? So far from home and alone?" Bran looked at them in puzzlement.

"We're not sure. Hopefully Maester Luwin find out more"

Maester Luwin should be done by now. Making her way to the Maester's quarters, Catelyn found her husband waiting outside. Ned turn to face her when he notice her presence. Before any of them can say anything, the door opened. Maester Luwin stepped outside, obviously done with his work. "Milord. Milady" He nodded to them.

"Maester, how was the girl?" Ned asked, ever so serious.

"She suffers from broken bones and her head have been hit hard. It appears that she have been thrown around. Either way, she'll live. Also..." The old man paused. "I found scars on her back and around her ankles. These scars are from whippings and being chained for a long period of time. The girl have suffered." Catelyn is horrified to hear that. Whipped and chained? Only criminals and slaves receive such treatment. She doubted that the girl have commit a crime heavy enough to receive punishment like that. Which leaves... "Judging from her clothing also... It is safe to say that the girl is not from Westeros. She either is or was a slave. She is probably running away from her tormentors."

Ned's eyes narrowed at that. Owning slaves is illegal in Westeros. Could it be that a lord secretly purchase slaves? They must look into that. "...That still doesn't explain the weird noise we've heard."

"Whatever the noise is, it scares the birds so much. They flew in such large number it's even visible from Winterfell." Maester Luwin pondered. "We need to wait for the girl to wake up for further explanation."

"Do you know when will she wake up?" Catelyn asked.

"Unfortunately no, Milady."

Ned nodded. "Anything else Maester? Did she bring something with her that we could use to find out where she's from?" Maester Luwin rummaged his pocket and pull out a necklace. It is a gold necklace taking shape of a bird. Her husband inspected the necklace. "A handsome thing to be owned by a slave. Perhaps she is a daughter of a rich man somewhere from Essos and got kidnapped." Yes, that is one possibility. But why keep the necklace when they turned her to a slave? Ned returned the accessory to Maester Luwin. "Keep an eye on her."

"Yes, Milord"

The first thing that registered in Megara's mind is the scent of medicine. Is she in the physician's quarters? So she survived the blast... How many others survived though? The last blast is strong enough to destroy the already damaged building. Gosh, just how many are there who lived...? As her mind getting clearer, Megara sniffed the air without opening her eyes. Medicine, metal, leather, stones... And forest?

Her eyes shot wide open. The first thing she sees is a grey ceiling... She doesn't know this ceiling. The forest's scent is not like the forests they have back in Remano or any other parts of Reim. It's not even smells like the desert plants she grow accustomed to in the first years of her life. Megara looked down. A heavy blanked is draped all over her so she can't see her body. Tentatively moving her legs, Megara smiled in triumph when they are working perfectly. But her arms... Her right arm is being held by a sling. Her left arm is wrapped in bandages but she can still move it. Pulling the blanket, Megara almost got a panic attack when she notice that her necklace is missing.

Trying not to hyperventilate, Megara get off the bed. 'Okay, okay, okay. Calm down... You still have both legs and one good arm... You can do this... Okay...' Determination in her eyes, Megara take a step away from the bed when the door swung open. An elderly man dressed in grey blinked owlishly at her. His face lit up and he start talking. Megara can only stare at him in bewilderment as he speak in a language unknown to her.

"I don't understand" Megara said out loud. The old man paused for a moment before staring to speak again. "I told you I don't understand!" By now her panic level is raising. She's in a foreign place with a strange man speaking in foreign language. And it's not Torran language either. "Stop talking!" She moaned, balling her good hand to a fist. The old man seems to caught the hostile tone in her words and fell silent. Since neither of them can understand what the other is talking about, Megara knew that talking is pointless. All is left is body language.

Megara make a motion of pointing at her neck and draw an invisible line around her collarbone. She hope the older man gets it. She need her necklace. Big Sis Myron gave it to her for her birthday last year. She need it back. She couldn't afford losing it. The old man seems to get it, as he pulled out something from his pocket... Her necklace! Without bothering to mind her speed, Megara move to snatch her necklace back. The old man stumbled backward, surprised with her speed. Megara couldn't care less. She desperately clutch her necklace.

The old man said something. Megara just give him a blank look. He push himself up, the chains around his neck sway as he did so. Why would such an elderly man wear chains around his neck? Is he a slave or something? Megara can smell medicine from him so he is either a healer or a patient. It would be easy to get past him or jump out of the window but Megara doubt she can function with her arms not working. She is kinda hungry too.

"Maester Luwin" The old man said, pointing to himself. Megara blinked. Is that his name? "Ma-es-ter Lu-win" He repeated, slower this time. He gestured to her, waiting for her to repeat it.

Megara stare at him for a moment before parroting back. "Maeser Luwin"

They spend the next few minutes or so correcting her. When Maester Luwin gesturing at her again, Megara introduce herself this time. "Megara" Unlike her, Maester Luwin get it right on the first time. He smiled kindly at her. Megara decide that he's not so bad. If he's the one who taken care of her wounds, that means she owes him. You don't hurt people you owe a debt too.

Maester Luwin make another gestures. This time he gestured about eating, moving his hand in front of his mouth as if he's holding an invincible spoon. Right at that moment, her stomach growled loudly. Huh, she must been knocked out pretty long. Maester Luwin smiled again and leave the room. He didn't lock the door. It is most likely that he doesn't know about Fanalis either... Usually she would have been chained and locked up.

Looking around the room, Megara notes that there's nothing impressive here. Just a cot, a small table and chair. There's a water jug though. She didn't realise how thirsty she is until now. Licking her dry lips, she pour water into a small cup next to the jug. The old man doesn't speak her language nor recognise her Fanalis features... This is definitely not anywhere near Reim. How in the world did she get here? Magic definitely played a part but... Just how?

Growl...

'So hungry...' Megara lie back on the cot. She can't think straight with empty stomach. Where is Maester Luwin? He better bring her meat. Meat... 'I wonder if they are having a banquet right now... Big Bro Muu, Big Sis Myron, Big Sis Yaqut, Big Bro Razol, Big Bro Lo'lo...' The thought of her family saddens her greatly. 'Wonderful. Now I'm hungry AND sad'

Thankfully at that moment the door opened once again. Maester Luwin brought a tray with him. A bowl of warm porridge and a couple of bread. Megara almost jumped at him and devour the food but Big Sis Myron popped up in her mind. Maester Luwin set the tray on the table. Megara sit down on the small chair. Her left is not her dominant hand so scooping the porridge and then bringing it to her mouth is a hard task. Megara cursed every time she spills. At least the bread is easier.

Maester Luwin waited patiently for her to finish her meal. In the end she make quite the mess. Megara blush from embarrassment. She must train her left hand now that her right is unable to function. For now. Two women comes in. Judging from their clothes, they are servants. One cleans up the mess and the other make her way towards her. Maester Luwin left the room. The woman who approach her brought a basin of water with her. Oh, they are going to clean her up.

After a slow and very awkward 'bath', they dress her up in a dress. It covered her from neck to toe. Megara don't like it. Long skirts means harder jumps. Unfortunately she is unable to complain, or have the right. She can't help but frown when they present shoes to her. Shoes. They are just uncomfortable for her to wear. Reluctantly Megara put them on.

The women lead her downstairs. They passes a couple of other workers on the way. They all stopped what they're doing to take a look at her. From the windows Megara catches glimpses of a large courtyard and men brandishing their swords against each other. Is she in some sort of a military base? Maester Luwin met them halfway and send away the servants. He speak to her again before leading her to the end of the hall. Judging from the noises from the other side of the wall, this is a hall of some sorts.

The great doors opened before them, revealing a large room with rows of tables. At Maester Luwin's urging, Megara stepped into the hall. She can feel all eyes are on her. It reminded her of the auction... Next to her, Maester Luwin said something to the people inside. An introduction most likely. Megara caught him saying her name. On the other end of the hall, a man sit on the highest platform. From his position and clothing, it is clear that he is the leader here. Next to him is a woman, most likely his wife.

"Lord Eddard Stark" Maester Luwin pointed to the leader. "Lady Catelyn Stark" And then to the lady. Stark must be their last name. 'Lord' and 'Lady' are titles. Eddard and Catelyn. Lord Eddard and Lady Catelyn. Megara turn her head when she feel someone tugging her skirt. A little boy, no more than 2 or 3 is looking up at her in curiosity. Megara can't help but smile. After the little boy, another children are coming towards her. A girl with dark hair, followed by a slightly older girl with auburn hair. After the girls comes the boys. Three boys, one younger than the girls and the other two are clearly the oldest. They bear resemblance to Lord Eddard and Lady Catelyn. They are the children of this house.

So she is found by a noble and taken back to his residence. Since they don't speak the same language, Megara knew that she is somewhere far far away from Reim. Far enough to not know about Fanalis. It appears no one have the intention to harm her here... But what would they do once they see her strength? Their reaction won't be any different from the normal people in Reim. She must be careful. She can't leave now. The younger girl grab hold of her hand and start talking excitedly. Then the older girl scold her sister (Probably. She is frowning at her).

Right! The language! If she learn their language, it will be easier for her to survive this place! When the time comes, she can leave this place just fine and travel the land to go back to Reim. For now, she must stay and learn. Learn and learn and more learning. That way these people won't throw her out too. Smiling to the children, Megara introduce herself once more.

"Megara"

This story got mixed reviews but it won't stop me from keep writing this

Will there be romance? Yes, there will be NedCat moments and some from the other characters. But not most likely from Megara. One, she's too young. Two, she rather focus on getting back home.

Most Fanalis don't wear shoes. I guess that's their thing.

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