Game of Thrones: New Era

Chapter 14 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Robb

Robb quickly readied himself; they wouldn't have much time.

"All forces ready, get your weapons prepared, form ranks!" He called do his men as Gendry did the same with the others. "Spears and shields, forms walls, archers, notch arrows but do not draw yet, everyone else, defensive positions!"

The armies all hurried into position; those in command all rode up and took positions at the front, he and Gendry took positions at the centre of the front line. All of them were ready to act on a moments notice.

Gendry looked to Robb. "What do you know of those coming to face us?"

Robb shook his head. "Not much, I'm afraid the Dornish remain much of a mystery to me, I've never met one before, only studied them in my lessons with the Maester. However I am certain that they wouldn't come in such a force if they weren't confident in causing us problems."

The Dornish army was reported to be around five thousand strong and led by Prince Oberyn Martell. Robb didn't know exactly what to expect, although even in the North rumours had been heard about Prince Oberyn.

'Although how many are true, I cannot say...' He thought worriedly.

They'd simply have to be ready; even outnumbered as they were, the Dornish would doubtlessly be dangerous opponents.

Their preparations were just in time, as the Dornish army had just arrived; they all marched in formation, many banners flapped in the breeze, most prominent amongst them was the Martell banner, proudly bearing their sigil and Robb had no doubt, the man at the front of this army was Prince Oberyn.

Robb ruefully noted. 'They do have one edge, they are one army, not multiple; they all know exactly how each other fights...There's still a danger we could end up clashing, different styles of fighting which don't work well together.'

All the same, they knew it was risk they would have to take. As they watched, Robb's horse whickered nervously, he did his best to ensure it remained calm. Watching as the Dornish army stopped and formed up rapidly. Yet surprisingly, after a pause, they did not charge, something which worried Robb.

"Are they, waiting for us to make the first move?" Gendry queried.

Robb shook his head. "I'm not sure, I would've thought..."

They soon for their answer and it wasn't what they expected. Rather than charge, or try to launch any other attack, Oberyn rode forwards alone, save for one other man, who bore a white flag, a parley.

Robb was startled by this, he noticed that Gendry was similar to him.

"A parley, now...what is going on?" Robb said at last.

Gendry sighed. "I, I suppose we should accept."

Robb nodded. "Alright, but be wary."

He nodded back and together, after relaying orders amongst their men, Robb and Gendry rode out slowly, Robb couldn't help but worry.

'Just what is this man's game...' He wondered desperately.

They soon reached Oberyn who was seated astride his horse, smiling lightly.

"So, King Robb Stark of the North and the would be King, Gendry Baratheon." He greeted them with a sardonic smirk. "You still have many obstacles to overcome, or do you?"

Gendry narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean by that, Prince Oberyn?"

Oberyn shrugged. "We have some negotiating to do...After all, it is clear to me that the way things...currently stand, I have little chance of achieving my desire, the desire of so many in my family."

Robb had an idea, considering the rumours he heard, still he asked. "Oh, what is that?"

"Vengeance, for Elia." Oberyn replied. "However I believe you can offer it to me. In return, I intend to offer you my army, to aid you in claiming victory and your throne."

Robb replied quickly. "Are you sure that's…?"

Oberyn casually waved his hand. "I have already cleared things with my brother, he approves."

Robb looked over at Gendry, it was his choice after all.

Gendry looked at Robb, then at Oberyn and then bowed his head, as if deep in thought.

It was then Robb decided to ask. "How can be sure this is genuine, that you don't intent to betray us?"

Oberyn's reply was calm. "Betraying you would mean never acquiring the vengeance I desire, as a result, I have a strong...incentive to remain loyal."

Finally, Gendry spoke again. "Anything else you wish to say, anything else to offer?"

"Yes, I happen to know how you can procure additional supplies." Oberyn remarked.

That surprised them both; Robb started.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Oberyn then revealed. "Aside from Kevan Lannister's army, there is no army between here and King's Landing...The armies have been taken to King's Landing, much to the fury of the people left behind. You can request aid from them and also, I hear they've broken open the army storehouses, leaving them available."

Robb narrowed his eyes. "Do we seem like bandits to you?"

"No, you are merely taking what has been left out in the open and would rot if not taken." Oberyn calmly told them.

Robb sighed, he couldn't deny what Oberyn said, despite how wrong it still seemed. Gendry finally made up his mind.

"Very well; Prince Oberyn, we welcome you and your people to our army."

Oberyn grinned. "You have my gratitude, Your Grace...I do have a request. In regards to my vengeance...I get to be the one to kill Gregor Clegane."

Robb almost laughed at that.

Seeing his expression, Oberyn raised an eyebrow, Robb cleared his throat and then explained.

"I personally don't see any problem with it, but it is something you'll have to discuss with Sandor Clegane, who is in our army. He has already laid claim to Gregor's head."

With a dark smile Oberyn nodded. "I'm sure we'll come to an agreement, perhaps we can take him together."

Robb and Gendry both nodded; satisfied. Although it took some time, they soon reformed their army, with the Dornish added to their forces and resumed their march, ready to claim the spare supplies and deal with the last army between them and King's Landing.

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