Chapter 8: A Lion's return and a Stag's depart. (2/2)

Raziel Baratheon:

The days passed by fairly quickly. Especially since a particular day has arrived. The last day of Raziel Baratheon in Casterly Rock. Something that he was both excited and a little upset about it. Excited, because he's going to the Vale with Jon Arryn and he couldn't wait to see it, as his father always told him stories of when fostered there. Upset, because he's going to be leaving his cousins behind, and he really got used to having them around.

The Prince was a little reluctant to leave his bed at the moment, mostly because of laziness and his mother's embrace. Mother smells so nice. He thought as he opened his eyes to see if it was morning already. Only to be greeted with the image of his mother's chest, which was very close to his face. Raziel stares at her chest for a bit, having a strange urge to touch them. I love touching them, it's so soft. He thought as he caressed his mother's breasts. Doing slowly and gently so his mother won't wake up. She was wearing a white nightgown, that had a very soft sensation on his hands. After a minute of caressing his mother's chest, Raziel decided to bury his face in between her breasts while embracing his mother into a hug. I'm gonna miss mother too. He though sadly as he won't be seeing his mother for a while.

Suddenly, he felt a hand caressing his hair. "Something wrong?" He heard his mother ask him.

Raziel lift his head up from his mother chest and looked at her green eyes. "I'm gonna miss you." He told her.

His mother seemed to like hearing him say that, as she smiled at him. "Good." That was her response as she kept on caressing his hair gently.

The Prince smiled back before burying his face on his mother's breasts again. I hope Symeon behaved himself. He thought as he allowed his pet to sleep in his cousin room the previous night, due to Tommen constantly asking him to let Symeon sleep in his room. Luckily, Tommen seemed to have forgotten or at least got over what happened with the Ironborn. As he started to speak again after a while and started to play with Joy, Myrcella and him again. I wonder if uncle Tyrion will want to play Cyvasse today. His uncle Tyrion is still a bit frustrated over having to marry a woman from House Mormont, the weeding hasn't occurred yet, he didn't why and he decided not to ask in order to not bother his uncle. What will uncle Jaime's final lesson be? It took sometime but his uncle Jaime eventually healed completely from his wounds and even took Raziel's advice of putting something on the spot where his left hand used to be. Now he has a closed fist made on gold as his left hand. He's been training a lot as well, in order to get used to only using one hand to fight. But his skills didn't seen to have diminished as Raziel sees him taking down several skilled knights on the training yard. Raziel actually managed to convince him to teach him, well, he actually asked Myrcella to convince him and she somehow succeeded.

Raziel then pulled his face away form his mother's breasts. "I'm hungry, I'm gonna go get something to eat." He told her as he stood up from the bed.

After eating something, Raziel decided to go meet with his grandfather, as this was probably going to be his last lesson with him. As he arrived, his grandfather was busy writing a letter. He sat down on a chair in front of his table and waited for a bit, until he got tired and decided to ask him a question.

"Did you... knew my other grandfather, Steffon Baratheon?" The Prince decided to ask in curiosity. He didn't really knew much about his grandparents from his father side. His father barely knew anything about them, mostly for spending most of his time growing up on the Vale. His uncle Renly also didn't know much because he was very young when they died. And he never really asked his uncle Stannis about it.

Tywin finished writing the letter and started to seal it. "I did, we both served at King Aegon Targaryen the Fifth's court as royal pages."

"What was he like?" Raziel asked.

"A Charismatic fool, but good friend." That was all that his grandfather said about him. "Honestly, if he hasn't died on that foolish task that Aerys send him on, things may have turned out differently."

"How so?" He asked.

"Aerys and I always had our differences, Steffon knew how to keep those differences from clashing into one another." His grandfather explained to him. "After the Defiance of Duskendale, Aerys was convinced that his son and heir, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, had conspired with me to have him killed during the Defiance by storming the walls, thinking that it would have allowed for Rhaegar to ascend the Iron Throne and marry your mother." Raziel was aware that his grandfather tried to arrange a marriage between his mother and Dany's brother. "Steffon already knew that Aerys suspicions were foolish and manage to convince him to put them aside." Tywin then leaned on his chair. "But Aerys sent Steffon to Volantis to find a bride for Prince Rhaegar, and it was rumored that Aerys intended to replace me as Hand of the King with Steffon upon his return."

"Really?" Raziel was surprised by that.

"I'll be honest with you, I wouldn't have objected." His grandfather assured him. "Aerys behavior and increasing instability was bothering me day and night, I would have gladly allowed Steffon be the one dealing with it." That really surprised Raziel, he was aware that his grandfather resigned as Hand of The King due to Aerys disrespect and due to him putting his uncle Jaime on the Kingsguard without his grandfather's knowledge or consent. "But, upon the return voyage, Steffon's ship was caught in a storm while in Shipbreaker Bay and sank within sight of Storm's End, killing Steffon along with his wife and one hundred men. Aerys was enraged by Steffon's death and believed it had been arranged by me for fear of being replaced as Hand."

"The Mad King just becomes more and more deplorable, the more I discover things about him." Raziel couldn't help but comment. How could such a man be the father of someone like Dany? That was something that he really couldn't understand.

"He was always deplorable, it just became more evident later." His grandfather added.

Raziel then grabbed a cup and fill it with water. "Another question, if you don't mind?" He drank from the cup before asking. "Was Rhaegar Targaryen's abduction of Lyanna Stark, really the reason for the rebellion?"

His grandfather raised his left eyebrow after hearing what he said. "By this question, I assume you have your doubts."

"I understand that Lyanna Stark's abduction was one of the reasons to why everything started, but I can't help but think that it was the brutal execution of Brandon and Rickard Stark that actually started everything." Raziel explained to his grandfather. I can get away with a lot of things for being the Prince and no one cares, so why wouldn't Rhaegar Targaryen able to do the same.

"You're right." His grandfather confirmed his suspicion. "It wasn't the first time that a Prince took this kind of liberties, the only ones that actually cared about Lyanna Stark's abduction were her family and your father. Her eldest brother, Brandon, rode to King's Landing with several friends when word of his sister's disappearance reached him. Upon arriving at the Red Keep, Brandon roared for Rhaegar to "come out and die." As it turned out, Rhaegar was not present but Aerys was, he had Brandon and his companions arrested on charges of conspiring against the life of the crown prince, demanding that their fathers present themselves at court to answer for their son's crimes. When they did so, Aerys had them all executed except Ethan Glover." His grandfather told him the story that Raziel was already fully aware, but he listened closely anyway. "When Lord Rickard Stark demanded a trial by combat, Aerys chose fire as his champion and he was burned alive by wildfire as his son was forced to watch, strapped into a torture device that caused him to strangle himself in his attempts to save his father. His idiotic paranoia still unsatisfied, he ordered Lord Jon Arryn to send him the heads of Eddard Stark and Robert Baratheon, who were present at the Eyrie. Jon Arryn refused, and raised his banners in revolt." He finished telling Raziel about it. "Now, tell me , what exactly was the cause of the rebellion?" His grandfather asked him.

"The Mad King's brutal act." Raziel answered his grandfather.

"Precisely," His grandfather told him. "Aerys's madness was no secret to anyone, but many only saw the extent of it after what he did to Brandon and Rickard Stark."

And the fact that they just wanted to get back someone that was kidnapped, probably didn't help matters. Raziel thought.

"That's a lesson you should remember." His grandfather told him. "Every action has a consequence, and whether you like it or not, those consequences may fall upon others just as much as they may fall on you."

Raziel put his cup down, before asking his grandfather's one last question "Why didn't you send more troops with uncle Jaime and uncle Tyrion when they went to rescue Tommen?" That was a question that Raziel had on his mind for sometime but always forgot to ask. His curiosity is mostly due to the fact that things may have turned out different otherwise.

His grandfather paused for second before answering. "Because I wanted to see how your uncle would handle the situation." He told him. "I must admit that I might have expected to much of him, as the way that the conflict was handled left a lot to be desired."

"How? They defeated the Ironborn and saved Tommen." Raziel pointed out.

"In the process, he lost his left hand and a considerable number of Lord Westerling's men." His grandfather also pointed out. "I just hope this experience taught him to be less rash in the future and start to think things through it before taking action." With that, his grandfather grabbed a piece a of paper and started to prepare his quill to write on it. "This will be our last conversation as you will be moving to your next fosterage tomorrow."

"I'm gonna miss our conversations." Raziel told him.

"Remember everything I taught you clearly, because you will need it." His grandfather warned him. "If you have any doubts about something, feel free to write me about it and I'll advise you."

"Thanks, grandfather." Raziel thanked him before standing up from his chair to leave the room.

"Raziel," His grandfather called him, he turned around to after hearing it. "A Lannister always pays his debts, remember that."

Raziel just smiled in response. "I will."

As soon as he left his grandfather solar, he went to the training garrison. Where the first thing he saw as soon as he entered, was his uncle Jaime, wearing a crimson outfit, practicing with the Valyrian steel sword that he took it from House Drumm. A very nice looking sword, that he was swinging with such a grace and speed that was definitely a sign of it's unparalleled quality.

His uncle Jaime kept on doing several combinations, trying to increase his speed as he needed an good advantage now that he only had one hand. Though, he was very lucky that he didn't lost his dominant hand. Raziel just observed him trying to see what he did differently. That sword seems like an extension of his arm. The Prince thought as he kept observing.

His attacks were very direct and precise. Ser Barristan often told me that only a few people could beat my uncle. But also told me that there is no such thing as a warrior without peer and that random chance can make even the best warrior fall.Raziel always remembers what Ser Barristan tells him.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Suddenly, Raziel thoughts were interrupted by his uncle Jaime's voice.

"Oh, just remembering something that Ser Barristan." Raziel informed him.

"An old man's wisdom is usually a boring but useful lesson, although my father's lessons are usually more boring than useful." His uncle jested, which made Raziel laugh a bit.

"Jon Arryn once told me that a lesson is only boring if you're not learning correctly." Raziel replied.

"According to father, I'm a slow learner, so that's probably true." His uncle also replied.

Raziel then moved to grab one of the practice sword for practice. "Are you gonna teach me a technique today?"

"No, I have something else in mind." He told the Prince before sheeting his Valyrian steel sword and putting it down besides the practice swords, and grabbing one of them for himself. His uncle then signalled him to follow him to the middle of the garrison. He then pointed the practice sword at him. "Okay, let's see if you learned properly." Jaime then assumed a fighting stance. "I want you to land at least one attack on me, I will only block and not attack back."

"What exactly is the purpose of this?" Raziel asked in confusion.

"The purpose is to see if you're moves had become harder to see it coming, you're competent but predictable." His uncle Jaime explained.

"Oh, okay." Raziel twirls the practice sword around a bit before seriously getting into a fighting stance. My speed is nowhere comparable to his, but If I can land at least one attack. Raziel thought.

In a split second, Raziel charged at his uncle and swing the sword downward at him. But his uncle block with ease. Then he delivered an horizontal attack, which was also blocked with ease. Then he delivered a stab which was also blocked. And kept on delivering attack after attack after attack, but his uncle easily blocked all of them. Dammit, he's just too quick. Raziel thought in frustration.

For the next minute or two, Raziel just kept on attacking his uncle in a obviously futile attempt to hit him. His uncle didn't seem to be in any difficulty, and was easily deflecting all of his attacks. Which was really frustrating the Prince, as he could tell that his uncle wasn't even breaking a sweat.As he kept on attacking, an idea came through his head. Maybe, but I need to distract him first.

Raziel suddenly stopped attacking his uncle and took a few steps back.

"Giving up?" His uncle asked. "I thought you weren't the type that gave up so easily."

Raziel ignored what his uncle said. Instead, he did something. He flipped his sword upsidedown and grabbed on a reverse grip, that sincerely look stupid due to the size of the blade.

His uncle Jaime chuckled after he did that. "What the fuck are you planning to do?" He asked before letting his guard down on purpose. "You don't have enough control over your blade when you're gripping it like that, it only works with a dagger." He lectured him about it while looking amused. "Feel free to try it though."

Raziel got into a very clumsy stance with the practice sword on a reverse grip which made his uncle chuckle even more. But then, in a split second, Raziel charged at his uncle but in the middle of the way, he grabbed the blade of the sword and lifted up above his shoulder and then, just like a spear, he launched the sword at his uncle. Who was very surprised by it and couldn't block at time due to letting his guard down, which caused the tip of the sword to hit his stomach.

"OUCH!" His uncle winced in pain.

"Yes!" Raziel lifted his arms on the air in celebration. "I did it!"

His uncle Jaime rubbed the spot where the sword has hit him. "Not quite what I meant, but you get this one for the creativity." He told him.

"I honestly wasn't expecting that to work," Raziel commented as he approached his uncle. "I saw someone trying to do it on a tourney at King's Landing."

"And?" His uncle asked in curiosity.

"If he had thrown just a little bit higher it might had actually hit his opponent." Raziel replied. Truth is, the one who tried got his face smashed in with a mace.

"Well, it worked this time, but I wouldn't try to do this on a real fight." His uncle advised him.

Raziel then grabbed his practice sword from the ground and started twirling again. He then asked a question. "Did you try to punch someone with it yet?" He was referring to the fist made of gold that he put as a replacement for the hand he lost.

"I did, and let's just say that, the one that was on the receiving end of it better keep his mouth shut due to the missing teeth."

Oh, so that's how that toothless man that was trying to eat a piece of meat yesterday lost his teeth. Raziel connect the dots.

After a short conversation about the uses of his golden hand. The Prince left his uncle Jaime so he could resume his training with his Valyrian steel sword. He made his way to his uncle Tyrion's room, so the two could play one last round of Cyvasse before Raziel leaves tomorrow.

"When is your wedding is supposed to occur?" Raziel asked as he moved a piece.

"I have no idea, my dear father doesn't think that I should be informed of the date." His uncle replied as he drank a cup of wine.

"I'm just a little mad that I won't be present." Raziel commented.

"Oh, don't worry about that." His uncle reassured him. "It will mostly be composed of me drinking much, much more than usual."

"But... You already drink much, much , much more than you should, so... what is the difference?" Raziel pointed out.

His uncle chuckled at that. "Not much."

Both of them kept on playing in silence for a bit, concentrating on the game. But then, Raziel had a question that he was hoping that his uncle had an answer. "Did you receive any news from Joy's father?" It has been a few months since Joy received any letters or gifts from her father, who still hasn't returned. She's been worried ever since.

He looked at Raziel with a somewhat sad face before gulping down and emptying his cup of wine. "No, father sent men to look for him as we haven't received any news from him in sometime." His uncle sadly explained.

"Do you think he's dead?" Raziel didn't know Gerion Lannister, other than he was nice. But he was deeply afraid for Joy, as he really didn't want her to go through what Tommen and Myrcella went through after their mother was murdered.

"I don't know, but I certainly hope not." His uncle informed him as he fills his cup with more wine.

I hope Myrcella keeps an eye on Joy after I'm gone. Raziel thought as he moved his piece. I'm really grateful that uncle Tyrion has let me borrow his books, there's some really interesting subjects on them. Like the Lives of Four Kings, which basically pointed out what each of these four Kings did wrong during their rules. I once heard that it's important to learn from your mistakes, but... I think that it's equally important to learn from someone else's mistakes, especially when you don't have to pay the price for it yourself.

Soon enough, his uncle made his move. Which, to Raziel's surprise. "I won!" The Prince announced as he made a move that granted him his victory. "I can't believe it, I finally beat you."

"Yes, you did." His uncle Tyrion assured him before drinking from his cup. "Before you ask, I didn't let you do it." He guaranteed him. Then he stood up from the chair that he was sitting. "That was a very nice game, but I think I'll be going now."

"Oh, where you going?" Raziel asked in curiosity.

"I'm going to... Find myself some company." He told him with a smile.

I wonder what he means by that. "Okay, I'm gonna go find Myrcella and Joy." The Prince informed his uncle before he also stood up from his chair. He made his way to the room's door.

"Raziel." He heard his uncle call him. He turned around to look at him. "If I'm not around tomorrow, remember this." His Uncle drank more wine before speaking. "A mind can also be weapon.My brotherhas his sword, KingRoberthas his warhammer, and I have my mind... and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep it's edge. Remember this, because I think your mind could be as deadly as a sword."

Raziel smiled at that. "Thanks, I'll definitely remember that." He assured him. "Have a good night."

"Oh, I will, a night surrounded by tits."

"What?"

"Oh, nothing...Close the door on your way out ."

The Prince did what his uncle asked and closed the door on his way out. After that, he made his way to Myrcella's room where Joy and Tommen were as well as her. Symeon was there as well, sleeping peacefully on Myrcella's bed.

They were currently playing with Tommen's cats. Where Raziel was teasing Lady Whiskers with toy mouse made from scraps of fur and tied it on a fishing pole that he was lifting up and down and she was in a futile attempt to grab it.

"Did you ever found Ser Pounce?" Joy asked Tommen.

"No...I looked for him everywhere but I couldn't find him." Tommen replied sadly.

"Cats are complicated, he'll turn up again eventually." If he isn't dead. Raziel told him as he lift the toy mouse and Lady Whiskers tried to grab it.

"I think Boots misses him too." Myrcella commented as she pats Boots's head.

Joy then tapped Raziel's shoulder, signaling that it was her turn. So he handed her the fishing pole. "She really wanna grab it." Joy commented.

Raziel walked to sit besides Myrcella, and started to caress Boots with his left hand. He's such a lazy cat. Raziel thought. As he kept on caressing him, he lift his head up and noticed that Myrcella was staring at him with her green eyes. "What?" He asked her.

"I... I have a gift for you." She told him.

"Oh?" It was his response. "What is it?"

Myrcella handed Boots to him before standing up. She walked towards a mirror that was on the left side of the room. There was a small table there, which had some stuff on top of it. His blond cousin grabbed a small chest that was on top of it and picked up something that was inside of it.

Raziel just observed as she approached with something on her hand. Once she got close enough, she showed him what it was. "A ring?" It was a emerald ring that perfectly matched her eyes. "It's beautiful." That was Raziel's opinion on it.

"I... I didn't really know what to give you for... Your departure." She said the last part sadly. "So, I just decided on something small." She explained. "But, if you didn't like it I-"

Before she could finish what she was going to say, Raziel grabbed the ring from her hand and put it on his index finger. "I loved." He told her.

"R-really?" She asked.

"Yes, it's lovely." He stated. "I'll always think of you every time I look at it."

That, caused Myrcella's cheeks to get a bit red. "Why?" She asked in curiosity.

"It's as green as your eyes." The Blue eyed boy told her as he flashed the ring in front of her.

"Come on, come on." Raziel turns around to see who was saying that, and it was just Tommen trying to make Boots chase after the toy rat. He smiled at Tommen's insistence before turning his head to face Myrcella. But the moment that he did, his cousin, out of nowhere, gave him a kiss on the lips.

It only lasted a few seconds before they separated, but Raziel liked. The Blue eyed boy and the green eyed girl then stared into each other's eyes for a bit. Until he felt a touch on his left shoulder, so he turned to see what it was and was met by a dark green eyed girl.

"I want one too." Joy told him.

Raziel didn't say anything, he just looked at Myrcella for approval. I wanna kiss Joy too. Luckily Myrcella signaled him that it was okay. Which caused Raziel to smile, and quickly press his lips into Joy's. She quickly returned the kiss and the two kept on as Myrcella watched the two.

"Gross, what you doing.?" Suddenly, the cousins intimate moment was ruined by their other cousin who was still on the room.

It took a considerable amount of time to come up with a good excuse to explain Tommen what exactly were they doing. Which took longer than it should and soon enough, it was time to go to sleep. The Prince went back to his room, where his mother was waiting for him. They were currently lying on his bed together.

"Tomorrow, we shall return to King's Landing together." His mother told him. "Then you shall travel to the Vale alongside Jon Arryn."

"Okay." Raziel replied. I'll visit Dany as soon as we get there. Maybe Brown too, if he's still around.

"What are you thinking about?" His mother asked him.

"Ummm... Nothing." Raziel replies.

"Tell me," She told him as she puts her hand on his chest "Now." She ordered him.

"Umm... I was just thinking about the Vale that's all." He came up with an excuse.

Unfortunately, his mother didn't seem to have believe what he said. As she was starring at him with a very cold stare. And suddenly, she moves the hand that was on his chest into inside his trousers and he instantly feels her, wrapping her hand down there.

"AH! M-Mother?!" Raziel spoke in fear.

"I thought you would have already learned by now." She squeezed him hard. "I don't appreciate being lied to, especially by my own son."

"AAAHHHH!!" Raziel winced in pain as his mother squeazed his privates very hard.

"Tell me the truth, now!" She ordered him as she squeezes even harder.

"AAAAHHH! I was thinking about Daenerys!" He decided to admit it as he couldn't take the pain.

As soon as he said that, his mother let go. "Was that so hard?" She asked that exact question every time.

"No..." And always answered that.

"Good boy." She said with smile.

But then, she wrapped her hand down there again, but this time, she started to stroke it very gently. "Aaaahhh." Raziel moaned once his mother started to do it.

"Cub, I don't care what you do with the Targaryen girl." She spoke as she kept on stroking it. "But you need to understand something once and for all." She approached his ear. "You can't lie to me."

Raziel moved his head to look at his mother's face. Who in turn, kissed him in a very forceful manner. He was feeling very strange due to his mother touching him down there. Which caused him to have this very strange sensation on his entire body, that caused him to shake.

As soon as his sudden shaking was done and the sensation ended. His mother separated from the kiss. Which Raziel was breathing heavily as a result. "You climax too quickly." His mother told him.

"W-what?" He asked in confusion.

She then removed her hand from inside his trousers and sniffed. "Doesn't matter, just go to sleep."

"But-"

"Go,to, sleep."

Raziel was too afraid to question her, so he just wrapped himself with the blanket and closed his eyes. He could his his mother grabbing him into a tight hug.

The Prince just had one thought about this. I'm definitely not going to miss the times that she does this.

Thanks everyone who's following this story. I'm gonna be honest, this chapter took longer than I would have wanted because I was working in another story.

I honestly don't think this chapter came out well and I apologize it, and I promise to do better on the next one.

As always, Questions and Answers:

Q:Awesome chapter, while I normally don't mind seeing something from another point of view instead of the MC, this chapter was mostly someone else's point of view. It kinda feels like a let down to not see what he is doing rather than all the schemes in the background.I'm excited to see his next adventure through the lands!

A: That's because he wasn't doing anything worth mentioning yet.

Q: So happy to see a new chapter

Right glad Raziel is turning the lion into a cloak for himself

Well the fact Raziel has already read the lives of four kings throws that out the window as a wedding present Tyrion could give him in the future haha

If Raziel loves his moments with both Myrcella and Joy now he's going to love what the three will get up to in the future

I'll freely admit to being surprised that you had Maege put forward Dacey as Tyrion's bride and with Eddard learning about what Raziel ordered done to Amory along with everything else he's learned about the Prince I think Eddard isn't going to know what to expect when the time comes for Raziel to foster at Winterfell

I'm also surprised Maege didn't try to get away with marrying Tyrion to one of her other daughters instead of her heir

Got to admire Jaime for calling out Tywin on the unneeded brutality in getting rid of Tysha and now I'm wondering what the hell this other reason Tywin would have for marrying Tyrion off to a Mormont aside from it being a good excuse to kick Tyrion out of Casterly Rock it's not like Tywin knew he was going to get a chance to marry Tyrion to them no one could have predicted Jorah getting involved with the Iron born so it can't have been a reason he's had for a long time

Well it took him losing a hand and being on dreamwine but at least Jaime had one proper conversation with Raziel during his time in the West

Certainly going to be interested in seeing the last chapter of Raziel in the Westerlands and eager to see what Raziel gets up to in the Vale and the friends he'll make there and I guess it won't be long before he meets Mya also dam if you had your computer we'd be on Dragonstone I mean I don't know where you've put his time on Dragonstone on the timeline of places he fosters but dam we'd have already had the vale by this point hope you are able to get a new computer soon

Good to know Raziel will be visiting Kingslanding a few times over the course of his royal progress/fostering with each of the Kingdoms makes sense that he could stop by during the journey between Lords Paramounts and when he's on Dragonstone he could visit Kingslanding quite a lot to see his loved ones there and that's really good because it means he can see Dany again a lot sooner than I expected

Still imagine Cersei is going to want to do something with Raziel before she has to go back to Kingslanding and he has to carry on to the Vale

So Viserys will be a problem aye well like I said hope you don't make him competent or anything honestly it would be fun to read him leading a bungled invasion in a attempt to "rescue" Dany and you know failing

As for Aegon man I hope Raziel absolutely curb stomps him in their war and duel

A: If I had my computer updates would take two weeks at most and the chapters would be longer. Raziel would getting knighted on this chapter if my PC didn't broke.

Viserys will be a problem, not exactly competent but a problem none the less.

Circumstances will not be on Raziel's favor when he faces Aegon.

Q: Hey

I know you said no more previous but

I'm really curious about this Petyr and Lysa daughter that will include

Could you write a preview on her just so we could get a glimpse on what she'll be like

A: Fine, but just because I been getting a lot of questions about her. This is a part with absolutely no context.

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R: Was it you?

A: Yes.

R: Why?

A: To teach him a lesson.

R: Which is?

A: That whoever tries to stab you in the back like that, will pay a very heavy price.

R: You mauled him into pieces, that was a little extreme.

A: That... Was... Unintentional.

R: That's how you call it?

A: How would you call what you and Margaery Tyrell did together?

R: You were watching us?!

A: I'm always watching you, now please answer my question.

R: That... Was... (Sighed) Also unintentional.

A: See?

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Q: If you're going to do a review could you please add one with Raziel fighting someone?

A: You mean a preview? If yes, I'll put a random fight with no context. (Mainly because of the time it takes to update.)

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As he feels the Prince's grip getting tighter around his neck, Quentyn decided to come clean with him. But as he opens his mouth to speak, they hear steps coming. Alongside loud voices speaking in Dothraki.

"Fuck, we're not done talking." Raziel told him before releasing the grip that he had on his neck. Then he reached for the water bottle that Quentyn was carrying with him. "Try not to get killed, I never saw you fighting but your sister told me that all of her father's children were made of a weaker seed."

Quentyn didn't know what to think of what Raziel said. Does Arianne seriously think that? He wondered.

Suddenly, two tall and muscular Dothraki, entered the Alley where Raziel and Quentyn were sneaking on. Strangely, the Prince started to walk on a clumsy matter while doing a very stupid laugh. What is he doing? Quentyn asked himself.

As soon as Raziel got close enough, he started speak in perfect Dothraki language. But he spoke very strangely, like... Is he pretending to be drunk? Quentyn came to that conclusion.

He can't understand a word of what they're saying, but the Dothraki that was on the right looked angry.

"I thought we could do this the easy way, but if you're horse fuckers wanna do this the h-" The Prince didn't finish what he was saying, he stopped mid sentence and tossed the water bottle on the face of Dothraki that was on his left and delivered a very hard headbutt on the Dothraki on the right, that made him stumble on back and fall on his ass. But Raziel followed by delivering a very hard right punch to the face of the Dothraki on his left, which pushed him into the nearby wall.

Raziel didn't waste time and quickly tried to finish the Dothraki off with another punch, but the Dothraki blocked his punch with his forearm and grabbed Raziel's shirt and pulled towards the wall. The Dothraki then puts his forearm in Raziel's throat as he tries to push him off of him.

Unfortunately, for Quentyn, the other Dothraki stood up from the ground with his nose bleeding due to being broken by Raziel's headbutt. Oh... It was Quentyn's reaction due to the Dothraki with a broken nose started to approach him. As soon as he got close enough, Quentyn tried to punch the Dothraki in a desperate attempt to defend himself. But the Dothraki just moved his head back and delivered a very hard punch into Quentyn's jaw, that made him fall into the ground easily.

The Dornish tried to crawl away in a futile attempt to get away from him. He looks back at Raziel, who actually managed to make the Dothraki let go of him by delivering a knee to his balls. Then he wrapped his arms around the Dothraki and, to Quentyn's both shock and surprise, actually lifted the big Dothraki off the ground and slammed into the ground.

The Dothraki with a broken nose then, grabbed Quentyn's shirt and lift him up from the ground. Before punching him very hard on the stomach and then hit his face with his knee that made Quentyn fall back into the ground. "AAAHHHH!" Quentyn grunted in pain as he tried to get away. But the Dothraki then, mounted on top of him and wrapped his hands around his neck in order to strangle him while he spoke something in Dothraki. The Dornish tried desperately to make the Dothraki let of of him, but he could feel his conscience slipping away.

But then, out of nowhere, Raziel appeared behind the Dothraki and smashed a rock on side of his head. Which caused him to let go of Quentyn and fall on the ground. But the Prince didn't stop there, he kept on smashing the fallen Dothraki over and over and over again. "Fucking horse fuckers." Raziel spoke before hitting him one last time.

Quentyn coughed while breathing heavily. Damn, that was too close. He thought in frustration.

"Weaker seed indeed." Raziel mocked him.

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Q: Well, just finished reading all the chapters in a few hours, sadly it seems like the updates come rarely and not as frequently, do hope you pick this up again soon. thanks for the chapter

The chapter is just as good as the previous ones, maybe even better seeing as how he's learning on how to pacify his mother lol. thanks for the chapter.

tsk tsk, bit sad he's too young to even know what she's doing to him and reluctant in his act, would've been good if he was older and willing so he could teach her a thing or two about being so demanding

A:

Oh, the updates take time because I'm writing on my phone due to my computer being broken. All of my stories are delayed because of it.

But don't worry, the story will be updated soon.

About Cersei, she developed a Jocasta Complex towards Raziel after the stillbirth of Joffrey.