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 7

Catelyn knows that there is this one fear that parents dread the most, and she's experiencing it right now. Her sweet Bran laid unconscious in his bed. Unharmed but not awake. Maester Luwin said that it will take time for him to gain consciousness. It could be hours. It could be days. He might not even make it, despite lack of visible wound. Maester Luwin is optimistic though. Bran will wake up. His reassurance done little to make her worry go away.

It was Rickon who alarmed them. He run around the yard, screaming for help. When a servant come to him, he pull her to the Broken Tower, where Megara is staying with the unconscious Bran. They immediately notified her and Maester Luwin. When Maester Luwin checked on Bran, Rickon told her everything. There were watching Bran was climbing when he suddenly fell. Megara caught him in time. Knowing her abilities, it didn't surprise Catelyn that Megara is able to catch Bran from that height. She is grateful for that. If Megara weren't around... Catelyn shudder to think what would happen.

She stayed next to his bedside, day and night, for almost a week. She never left his bedside. The servants brought her meals, as well as chamber pots. They also brought her a small hard bed, though Catelyn scarcely slept. She fed Bran herself, with water, honey and herb mixtures that sustain life. Not once did she leave the room. Maester Luwin beg her to sleep but she couldn't. She need to watch over Bran.

One night, itt was during the hour of the wolf her husband enter Bran's chamber, followed by Maester Luwin and Megara. She instantly know that it's going to be important. "My lady, Megara have something to tell us," Maester Luwin said, closing the door behind him.

Megara glanced at the door before turning to her. "I... actually saw who pushed Bran."

"Who?" Catelyn asked urgently. When she get her hands on this person..! The new and old gods won't be there to save them!

"Jaime Lannister."

Dread filled her. The Lannisters again. Lysa is right to suspect them. "But why? Bran don't know Jon Arryn. He's never been to King's Landing. Why would the Lannister...?" She watched Megara pressed her lips together. "Tell us Megara" She urged.

"I... Went to the Broken Tower the night Bran..." She didn't continue. Instead she pull out something from her pocket. A string. She handed it to Maester Luwin who in turn inspect in above the candle light. "That's... A hair..."

"A golden hair my lady... Jaime Lannister don't have hair this long so we're looking for a blonde woman," Maester Luwin said, showing it for her and Eddard to see.

"I also checked the scent... Jaime Lannister no doubt have been there... There's also... A certain smell..." Megara suddenly blush. She open and then close her mouth, quite unable to spit it out. She loudly gulped before continuing. "The whole room smelled like... Theon's fun time." Theon? Catelyn blinked in confusion. Jaime Lannister and Theon? "Not Theon person himself!" She added in panicky voice. "But it smelt like... You know... What two naked people do... sex..." She whispers the last word.

"The Kingslayer?" Ned queried in surprise. The Kingsguard have vowed to abstain from bedding. "He's a Kingsguard! He is under oath!" It took a moment for Ned to calm himself down. "Do you think he pushed Bran because of that?"

Megara fidgets uncomfortably. "Rather than... the act... It's more like... With whom he did it..." She looked at the door once more. "...There were only two scents in that room. Jaime Lannister and... the queen..."

It felt like someone pour over ice cold bucketful of water on Catelyn when she hears that. The queen and her brother?! They are brother and sister! Suddenly it's all become so clear. Why Lysa is convinced that Jon is murdered by the Lannisters... Why she sent them the warning... Her husband must have discovered their secret. They killed him in order to ensure that no one else knows. Does Lysa knows as well? No, she would have add it in her message.

Ned went pale from the revelation. "Then the royal children...?"

No one dared to finish that sentence but everyone think the same thing.

"It's hardly enough proof... I mean, the Targarens do it...?" Megara suggests but it's clear that she's not convinced as well. "King Robert could still be the true father?"

"Targaryens," Maester Luwin corrected her. "We need Bran's testimony as well. Megara might have seen the Kingslayer... But they won't believe it, since Megara is so far below... It's not like she caught them in the act in person." He press the last two words. "Bran is one thing but it will be hard for people to believe Megara's story. This is serious accusation. We're accusing the queen of grievous treason. We need more proof to back up the accusation."

The adults exchanged looks. Without so much of a word, they know what they must do. Ned must go to King's Landing. With Robert. With... them. As much as Catelyn dread it, she knows that it must be done. In order to uncover the whole truth.

Ned let out a heavy sigh. "We will proceed with our schedule. The girls and I will depart to the capital in a few days. We have delay too long. Robert is not the most patient man. Megara, you'll stay here. I trust that you will be able to relay any news from here to King's Landing as quick as the ravens." Megara nodded at him. "It's settled then. Cat, please get some rest."

"I will," Catelyn said uncertainly, knowing that she will most likely stay up for yet another night.

"Do you want me to stay here with you, my lady?" Megara kindly offered. With Megara standing guard, it's an almost guarantee that no harm will come to them. But Catelyn shook her head.

"Thank you child but not now. After the royal family leave perhaps..." She doubt Jaime Lannister would come here to finish the job, not when the king is under their roof. "...maybe you should move near Bran's room."

With her sweet baby on the line, she doesn't want to take any chances.

The next morning, Catelyn is sitting next to Bran's bedside, weaving the star of Faith of Seven from grass and twigs. She have just break fast with Megara moments earlier. The girl have left with their dirty dishes, leaving her alone with Bran. Often she would glance his way, looking at the fall and rise of his chest. When the queen unexpectedly appear, it took everything in her power not to glare at her.

"Please" the queen said to her softly, telling Catelyn that it's okay for her to sit down again. Today the queen is looking stunning as well, dressed in blue and wrapped in green and gold cloak.

Catelyn take a quick look at her appearance and can't help but feel ashamed of her disheveled appearance. "I've would have dressed Your Grace."

"This is your home. I am a guest." Cersei reassures her. A guest won't dare to commit treason under someone's home. But Catelyn hold her tongue. Instead she sit back down. "Handsome isn't he?" The queen look at Bran's sleeping face. "I lost my first boy" Catelyn honestly didn't see that coming, turning to look at woman in surprise. "Little black hair. He was a fighter too. Trying to beat the fever that took him." For a split second Catelyn thought she saw grief on Cersei's face. "Forgive me. It's the last thing you'll need to hear right now."

"I never knew..." Catelyn said softly. She is still not sure if the queen is being honest or not. If this is just a farce to throw them off guard.

She continues "It was years ago. Robert was crazed. Beat his hand bloody on the wall. All the things men do to show you how much they care." She paused, eyes staring to the space, seemingly lost in memory. "The boy looked just like him. Such a little thing. Bird without feathers. They came to take his body away. And Robert held me. I screamed and I battle yet he hold me." Her eyes turn glassy. "Little bundle. They took him away and none of us ever see him again. Never visited the crypt. Never" She gaze upon Bran. "I pray to the Mother every morning and night that she'll return your child to you."

"I am grateful..."

"Perhaps this time she'll listen." Cersei give her a nod before turning around. Catelyn eyes her as she leaves the room. Once her footsteps have disappear, she turn her gaze back to Bran. She can't tell just how sincere Cersei is just now, but she knows that the death of her child really affected her. No mother wants to see their child die. Not one. The queen is a mother too. Catelyn stroke Bran's hair. If she must pray to her husband's gods to give him back to her, she will.

It is time for them to depart. The king, his Hand, and their family. Along with the rest of them who will follow them back to the capital. Everyone is saying their farewell. She last saw Jon heading to Bran's room. She hope she will be able to catch him in time. The Snow have made up his mind after all. Arya have told her all about it. Her friend also show off her brand new sword, the last gift from Jon. They broke out in laughter when Arya told her that the sword's name is Needle.

After Arya, Megara bid her farewell with Sansa. She is sad that Megara won't be coming with them but at the same time very excited to leave home for the first time. To the South where songs and chivalry came from. The North have as much chivalry as the South have but Sansa do need to broaden her world. It's a learning experience. But if Joffrey lay a hand on her... Megara certainly do not mind acting 'uncivilised' as Big Sis Myron would put it. She'll know more when Sansa send her a letter. They promised to send each other a letter.

She found Jon at the yard, along with Robb. She saw them hugging each other before Robb pulls away and left. For a split second Jon have an uncertain look across his face before determination set in. "So you're really leaving huh?"

Jon turn around to face her. "I am."

Megara pat his horse's neck before looking up to him. "Get along with everyone. Don't freeze to death. Don't get shot by wildings. Watch out for monsters. Send my regards to the giants."

"Wildlings" Jon corrected her, chuckling a little. "There are no giants. Those are just Old Nan's tales."

"I'm descended from red beasts. It's not so hard to believe everything else exists." They have the Imuchak people back home, along with the beasts from Cathargo. Special mention to the dungeon creatures as well, even though she never see one. "So... You're going to the other side of this realm. I suppose it will be all white. It's the north of the north after all."

"I've always wanted to see the Wall," Jon admitted. All children of the North want to see the Wall. "It's an honour to serve in the Night's Watch."

Megara simply hummed. Starks are particularly stubborn, like iron and the snow here. "It will be quite the adventure," She comments. "We'll have so many stories to tell each other, next time we meet." Jon blinked in surprise hearing that.

"You're going to visit the Wall?" He looked at her incredulously. The Wall is no place for ladies. Megara is not your ordinary lady though.

"I'm no ordinary lady. You should know that by now Jon Snow" She teases him, poking his arm. "And as a lady, I must properly send you away. Giving you a lady's favour. Blessing you. Or something like that. Would a kiss suffice?" Jon raised an eyebrow. Megara rolled her eyes. "My sewing is disastrous and everything I have are what the Starks gave me. You're going to celibate your whole life. A kiss from a female friend would be nice don't you think?" Jon shifted awkwardly. Megara simply shrugs. "Just a peck on the cheek or forehead. You can handle at least that much can you?"

Jon didn't say anything. Instead he bent down so she can reach him. Megara cupped his cheeks and plant a kiss on his forehead. "I won't be angry at you if you want to return to this side, Jon Snow. I will always welcome you."

Approximately eight day have gone by since Lord Stark and his daughters left Winterfell. Lady Catelyn have yet to take a step out from Bran's bedroom. The servants have brought all of Megara's belongings (which isn't much) to the closest room to Bran's. With Septa Mordane gone with the girls, no one will look at her with disapproving looks... Except for Lady Catelyn. Not that she's been giving her any hard time lately. She mellows out quite a bit since she saved Bran from the fall. This is actually quite the big leap of faith coming from Lady Catelyn. She is always cool around her due to her background and the reveal of her abilities not long after.

Megara can clearly hear Maester Luwin's chains as he walk down the hall. He must be meaning to talk to her regarding the costs for accommodating the royal family. Among other things... With several vital people coming to the South with Lord Eddard, the castle's management is a bit off lately. Lady Catelyn's worry for Bran have resulted her negligence for looking after the household. Poor little Rickon keep following her and Robb around. He's only 3 years old... Megara have tried her best to keep Rickon occupied but he prefers his parents and siblings instead. She is almost tempted to sneak to his bed so they can sleep together. As if mirroring his master's behaviour, Shaggydog has become temperamental. Megara knows that it will only make things worse if she- ahem- discipline the direwolf without Rickon's consent.

She caught whiff of Robb's scent. He must be looking for his mother. Perhaps even trying to snap her out of it. Robb maybe the acting lord but he is 14 and just learning how to lead. Soon after Robb enters Bran's room, Maester Luwin left. Megara half expects a shouting match going to occur when she hear something else. Bells. They only ring the bells in emergencies. She can hear Robb's footsteps leaving the room. The guards are yelling "Fire!" Megara open the door to go help when she smell it.

Wasting no time, she rush to Bran's bedroom.

The moment Catelyn saw the stranger standing there, she knows that Bran's life is in danger. The man is dirty from head to toe, he stank like horses as well. His face gaunt and eyes pale. She do not recognise him. "You're not supposed to be here." He muttered sourly. "No one was s'pposed to be here." He about to pull out something when Megara's knee meet his face, quite certainly smashing his nose in the process. Catelyn let out a surprised gasp as the man fell to the floor. Megara do not waste any moment, nor she hesitate. She hold onto Bran's bedpost, doing a handstand and then spin around with her legs pressed. Her body curled and her feet harshly stepped onto the man's stomach. He choked out. She intentionally slipped, elbow ready. As she fall, Megara's elbow hit the man's face.

The girl kick away something in his hand. The lamplight shone over what the man is holding. A dagger. Catelyn make a run for it as Megara deal with the intruder. When the dagger is securely in her hold, Catelyn turned around to see Megara flip the man over his stomach, pinning his arms on his back and sit on him. Her foot pressed against the man's face, pressing it against the stone floor. His nose is profusely bleeding. Catelyn can see that he's missing several tooth now thanks to Megara. Has the girl not tell them about her true self, Catelyn will find it mind boggling that a seemingly little girl can easily defeat someone like that.

"Are you unharmed my lady?" Megara ask her, looking over her shoulder.

"I-I'm all right," Catelyn turned to look at Bran. Relief filled her when she saw Bran is still sleeping peacefully. A whine grab both of hers and Megara's attention. Bran's direwolf is standing on the doorstep, looking at them with worried eyes. It growls menacingly at the intruder before making his way to Bran's bed. This time, Catelyn let him. The wolf sniffs her son before lying next to him.

Catelyn about to check if the man's still conscious when she hear a voice. So unknown yet so dear to her.

"...Mother?"

BRAN IS AWAKE!

Before you ask, no. Megara do not have any romantic feelings for Jon whatsoever. Neither is Jon to Megara.

That elbow thing is something I've seen in wrestling match. I'm sorry if my description is so bad.

We'll see how the other three Starks doing in the Kingsroad in the next chapter. Stay tuned.

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