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Mrs. J.K., Mr. M., I admit, I lost some… most of my inspiration a few chapters back, luckily a fan… yes, I have a few of those! Anyway, my fan Momomago set me back on the right track. Most of the ideas in these chapters are his/her, hence his/her presence in the disclaimer. So nothing is mine anymore, I am just typing it down.

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Howland Reed looked at me sideways and said: "I hope you don't want one of our daughters as payment."

7 Crannogs

I grinned, "Nah, Lord Reed, I never demand girls as payment, they usually volunteer for it."

Yes, I am THAT good! I had thirty wives the last world I was in, and I never demanded one for the job. No, Luna added them, she once said I could handle thirty wives and I think she wanted to see if it was true… It was! Yes, this fine specimen of the Wizarding kind can satisfy thirty wives! With a hell of a lot of Magic, but it is not a cheat if you are a Wizard, it is just another skill set, most of the wives didn't mind some Yuri action, so that helped a bit too.

Where was I… ah, Reed, "We can offer a few small but helpful spells, for example warding your homes against insects and rodents. I bet you have a lot of those in your swamps. We can teach your Magic children new ways to do Magic and even help them in theirs. We noticed there are not a lot of Crannog children among our students, is there a reason for it?"

Lord Reed looked thoughtfully at me, "An insect repellent on our buildings would be an improvement, as you said, we have a lot of them. As for our children, we prefer to teach them ourselves."

I shrugged, "I respect that, in fact, if some of your people want to give some guest lectures about Warging and Greenseers, we will compensate them well. We are always open for new ways to do Magic."

I remembered something, I opened my Manor trunk and beckoned him to come along, we stored most of the seeds from the girl's emergency trunks in this Manor in a stasis room. I took a bag of Rice out and showed it to Lord Reed.

"This plant grows well in a swampy area, it has the same use as rye, wheat, barley, or oats, only this kind of rice needs plenty of water, and if you store it in a dry place it can keep good for years. If I am not mistaken, then Lady Luna handed out Rice seeds that needed dry ground to grow for the Farmer Gates. She has books to cultivate this kind of Rice. Send a few of your men here and she will teach them. We will be growing this kind of rice on our fields, most of our land is a swamp too."

Howland Reed looked inside the bag to study the seeds and looked up at me: "If this is true, then my people will not only survive but thrive in our marches. Thank you, Lord Potter. We will do our best to be good neighbors, I will call a few elders here after the festivities to discuss it with Lady Luna."

He left with his bag of seeds as if he found a bag of gems, in a way it is a bag of gems if your people will benefit from it. Well, that was my neighborly good deed done, now, how do I exploit them? For centuries they acted as a buffer against the South with the Neck as a bottleneck… ah that is where the name comes from, bad naming sense if you ask me. Necky would be so much better for it.

The girls returned with the Ladies and saw me sitting alone on my throne… no comments! The girls told me I need one of those, every Lord has to have one. I just had to make sure mine was a tat smaller than the Starks one or he would get jealous. I saw him measuring my throne with his eyes the other day and standing next to it to compare when he thought I was not looking. They make everything into a pissing contest.

I stood up and spread my arms, "Ladies, I regret to inform you that your husbands are not capable of doing something more than snoring tonight, their guards escorted them back to their quarters. I hope my wives entertained you enough to make this an enjoyable evening."

Lady Stark asked, "What did you do, Good son? It is not unusual to have some of the Lords drunk, but not all of them."

I held my hands up and protested: "My dear Good Mother, not all of them were drunk as you suspect, Lord Reed was perfectly sober when he left this hall," I shrugged, "The others however… I presented some new beverages and they quite liked them."

Daphne took over, "Maybe we should call it for tonight, we can discuss trade and politics tomorrow after the Lords had their breakfast."

When the Ladies were gone, I looked smugly at my wives and commented: "This time I am the last man standing! This time I will remember it all."

Luna patted my back, "You are right, Hubby, but last time you shagged more than fifty girls and High Elves, even Maud the Werecat. Who did you shag this time? Oberyn?"

I hugged her, "This time I am going to shag my eight beautiful wives."

Daphne commented: "Nine wives, Harry, get Ashara here, she is waiting."

Tower 1 was the only tower that got some serious action that night. Life is Great!

Xxxxx

The next morning the Lords came down to breakfast, some more hungover than the other. Brandon Stark complained: "Lord Potter, your liqueurs taste good, but they give terrible hangovers, I can not remember how I got in bed last night."

Poor bloke, is that something to say when your mother is sitting next to you? Worse, the wife heard it too! I have to save him from their scorn.

"It is partially my fault," I said, "I did not warn you that those drinks give a kick to the head if you don't take them in small doses. You can cure your hangover by drinking a lot of nonalcoholic fluids."

Lord Umber commented, "Aye, those drinks kick harder than a mule, but they taste good, Lord Potter, are those for sale?"

Daphne answered: "Not yet, Lord Umber, they will soon, now that our Castle and Canal are finished, we can focus on trade and educating the people."

Lord Arryn took Daphne's bait, "What do you mean by educating the People? It is the duty of the Maester to educate the Nobles."

Daphne took a sip of her tea and said: "The Maesters failed in that duty for over eight thousand years. As a matter of fact, they prevented the Nobles learn new things. Last night my sister-wife showed the Ladies what is possible with the right kind of education and not a speck of Magic."

Lady Stark spoke up, "It is true, Lord Arryn, last night Lady Luna showed us wonders of her world we could not imagine it possible. You can check it with the Ladies of your retinue."

Daphne added, "We bring more than Magic to this world, Lord Arryn, after our task is done, we have to live here, we prefer to do that with all the comfort of our old world."

Lord Arryn frowned: "The Seven abhor Magic, it needs to be erased from this world, it is in the scriptures of the Faith of the Seven."

Daphne shrugged, "And yet the Andals helped build that wall of ice, three hundred miles long and seven hundred feet high. How is that possible without Magic? How do the Maesters train their ravens? Most of all, Lord Arryn, scriptures are written by men, Lady Hermione studied the books about the Faith of the Seven in the library of Winterfell, the chronicles of the Faith have changed over the millennia, the passage that Magic has to be erased appeared three thousand years ago, not one word before that. I guess a Magician pissed a High Septon off and the Septon took revenge."

I commented: "I would not be the first time someone is abusing his position to change things to the way he likes it. History is written by the victors, Holy scriptures are not an exception, some of the details can be changed over time, words can be interpreted in several ways, and before you know it there is a religious war over it."

Lord Arryn tried to argue, "You are not following the Old Gods from the First Men either, which Gods do you worship?"

What is it with people that demand I have to worship a God? Those naffers are putting me in worlds so I can entertain them. Because of them, I have to solve all the problems in those worlds, and marry a boatload of girls that I have to fuck every night…? Hmm, maybe I should say thank God from time to time, last night was a blast, Ashara especially was in form, she was a wild cat that scratched my back until I fucked her senseless. Thank You Death, God, Stranger, Whatever!

I answered, "Who can say that the Faith of the Seven is the right Religion? Maybe the real god is from Yi Ti? Or is it the Stallion of the Dothraki? Maybe it is the same God but people name it differently? Who am I to say who is right or wrong?"

Daphne interrupted, "It is too early for philosophic debates, we will do that after dinner. Today is a day of celebrations, we have a small stadium to view sparring matches if some of the young Lords or your guards are willing to show their skills. The garrison Lord Stark posted here is using it regularly to hone their skills."

The Captain stood up and confirmed it, "It is true, My Lords, the stadium is a marvel, it gives the spectators a perfect view of the battles or fights, I can see and correct every flaw that I otherwise would have missed."

Xxxxx

The stadium was a hit! The best entertainment of Westeros is a bunch of men beating the crap out of each other. The guards loved to show off and made it into a competition, we humored them and I offered a high-quality sword for the first place. My mistake, now they were bashing each other's heads in to get that sword, Luna had to patch a lot of them up or they would end up crippled.

Luna had her students in the stadium to watch the show, and to show what Magic healing could be used for, the kids had a blast, it was not every day they could see a Melee competition, and like everyone from Westeros, they love violence. One after the other needed healing, the call of a sword from the Magician was too strong, and they went the extra mile for it.

Rodrick Cassel, the Master at Arms of Winterfell won the sword in the finals. He tested the sword on a beam of Ironwood, it went halfway in, smugly he looked around to challenge someone to do better. Susan showed the quality of her Dragon Rider Sword by slicing and dicing that beam of Ironwood after that normal swords hardly made a scratch and Valyrian steel penetrated at most a few inches.

Brandon Stark commented, "At Harrenhall Lord Potter cut Ser Arthur Dayne's Dawn into pieces, it seems his wives have the same quality of swords."

Kevan Lannister said: "I never knew there are swords of a better quality as the Valyrians, Lord Potter, are you willing to sell some to us?"

Daphne shook her head and answered in my place: "No, we won't sell those. What we will do is teach new ways of forging a blade to quality on almost the same level as the Valyrian swords."

Kevan was surprised: "You are willing to share those secrets? At no cost at all?"

Daphne answered: "We get a lot of goodwill in place, Lord Lannister, if we keep it a secret, it will eventually be discovered by spies or drunks bragging about it, this way we get something out of it."

At the strange looks from the Lords, I understood what they were thinking, I commented: "My Lords, Lady Daphne is our main Diplomat, Lady Susan handles the Trade, Lady Hermione is in charge of our Knowledge, And Lady Luna is our Teacher and Healer. Once Lady Lyanna, Lady Britta, Lady Alys, and Lady Lysa are on the same level of education, they too will handle some of the tasks they are most gifted at."

I continued: "My wives are, or going to be as smart as I am, letting them sit at home and do some needle-pointing is a waste of talent. My focus is on the practical side, developing new Magics, new sciences that my wives and I invent, like a new way of digging the Canal for example."

Lyanna spoke up: "Our husband is right, in a year, two at most, we will have the same knowledge as Hermione, Daphne, Susan, or Luna. And let me tell you, Lords of the North, they know a lot."

Kevan nodded slowly, then he asked: "Lady Luna? Is it possible for you to look at my nephew Jaime's injury? I hope you can heal him with your skills, what I witnessed today convinced me you have the talent to cure him. You will be well rewarded must you succeed. He is the future Warden of the Westerlands if not for that injury."

Luna looked at me, I shrugged, she is the best at healing so it is her show, Luna said: "Let him come here, Lord Lannister, the room I use for healing is specially made to prevent infections, and my sister wives can assist me if needed. A trip by boat will not be too taxing on his health, and he needs time to recover under my supervision. The Garrison has a Maester, he can send a raven to Casterly Rock."

Kevan rushed out to write a letter, Lord Arryn asked: "Is it possible? I heard his spine was damaged in at least two places, he can hardly walk up straight."

Daphne commented: "Lady Luna is the best healer among us, we are certain Ser Jaime will recover, he won't be doing acrobatics, but a normal life is possible."

Yeah, getting future enemies in prime condition is a bad idea, he will recover, but being a prime swordsman is out of the question. Healers oath you ask? Meh, Luna never swore such an oath.

Xxxxx

Hoster Tully sighed, had no luck in sellin… negotiating betrothals for his daughters, Ned was a candidate, but as a second son he can only have a Castle on some barren lands, besides, he had other candidates lined up. Jaime Lannister is out too, Cercei married his son Edmure, and that woman is one Hell of a bitch. Having one of his daughters in Tywin's reach is like handing all his secrets to him. Brandon Stark married Barbrey Ryswell after knocking her up, Renly Baratheon is a pillow biter, so is Loras Tyrell. The pickings are slim.

He sighed, his daughters are not high in demand, especially not after that fool Baelish spread rumors that he took both girls to bed. That was the last rumor he spread though, when Lysa was found she was with child, Baelish lost his head and Lysa was forced to drink Moon tea. It got him stuck with tainted goods nobody wanted. House Tully is only a few centuries old and not very popular, Hoster Tully sighed.

Catelyn Tully sighed, she spent last night and this day with the Potter Ladies, and she felt inadequate. Luna's healing, Daphne's holding her own discussing politics with High lords, Susan's trading skills, and she can't understand a word of what Hermione is saying. Lyanna too, she is hosting the Ladies with her former Handmaidens as if she is been doing it for years. She noticed that her education was sourly lacking, there wasn't even a Joust to discuss, she sighed.

Jon Arryn sighed, it is hard to admit that Magic can be used for the betterment of the people, year after year the Septons preached that Magic was Evil, but now he is proven wrong. He visited a Farmer Gate with Eddard and witnessed the fertile land in it. This was the key to survival for the North, fifty square miles of fertile lands that knew no winter was more valuable than gold. And it is all done with Magic, Jon Arryn sighed.

Kevan Lannister sighed, the wonders he witnessed here will become a treat to the Westerlands in the future. The Canal will cut travel time to Braavos in half, but they will lose a big part of trade from the North, they can avoid the Iron Born and trade with Essos instead of them.

Now there is a chance to get Jaime healed by them, making them indebted to them, Jaime will worship the ground they walk on if he gets healed by them. As a future Warden of the Westerlands that is a weak position to be in. He bet that they did not show every skill they have, Kevan Lannister sighed.

Oberyn sighed, no matter how he tried, neither Lord Potter nor one of his wives wanted to join in his bed for some fun, now he is losing his Obara and Nymeria to the Potters, even Tyene wants to stay here! That bastard showed Obara one of his spears, it could penetrate a bloody granite rock! How can you compete with that? Those daggers he showed to Nymeria even scared me, jagged ends, so sharp that if you try to shave with them you slice your throat without even feeling it cutting in your flesh! Those throwing knives are on a master level… my sweet, sweet Tyene, nine years old, Lady Luna showed all kinds of herbs that can be used in different ways, she begged me to be fostered here! My three beautiful sand snakes want to be swamp rats and stay here. Fucking Potter, Oberyn sighed.

Lord Stark sighed, his daughter is overshadowing Brandon in every facet of life, even though she was only one of eight wives she gained more respect from his Banners. They witnessed Lyanna working on the Farmer Gates with the Potter wives, she often took the Ladies in the Gates and explained it to them in a way they could understand. She can speak, write, and read the First Men language, Common, and High Valyrian. She knows high Mathematics some of it even the Maester could not understand. What she did in Winterfell and here is unbelievable, digging a canal, building Moat Cailin back to its former glory and people saw Lyanna's part in it, she is not at their level yet, but her contributions can not be denied. Brandon? He got Barbrey Ryswell pregnant and married her. Oh, and he is reasonably good with a blade. Lord Stark sighed.

I sighed, I just spend a few hours fucking my wives, Luna developed a spell that mimicked those blue pills. With a two-hour erection all the wives are well shagged now, I am exhausted though, tomorrow Ashara is here too… I sighed, smiling.

Xxxxx

The Lords left, and life settled back to normal, we made the last adjustments to the canal, making stations and stables for the horses that were pulling the ships through the canal, every ten miles we set it up so the horses have a chance to rest while another team takes over, we set a good rotation in with plenty of horses, the Dothraki have a lot of them.

The harbor is expanded, with room for a hundred ships and space to expand if needed. We made a city plan, built the sewers and roads, and marked the spaces for the buildings, Alys found her calling by managing the Castle and the budding City.

Two weeks later, Oberyn left his snakes behind, Obara 13, Nymeria 11, and Tyene almost 10 were the first to be fostered here besides our Magic students, they asked Doran Martell's permission behind their father's back. Oberyn first wanted to stay and see if the Lannister boy could be healed, but his brother's permission for his daughters to stay here ruined his mood, especially when Obara got an awesome spear she lovingly called her Stabber. Nymeria got a set of throwing knives and a pouch with an extension charm and featherweight. Tyene followed Luna and her students around and practiced Magic with them. Oberyn sighed when he sailed away.

Obara and Nymeria became good friends with Dacey and Alysane Mormont, all four were lodged in the main tower on the same level, as four battle maniacs they overcame the age differences, often teaming up in sparring matches against me.

When Jaime Lannister arrived, Kevan escorted the boy… man with his guards in. After the bread and salt, Luna did a quick examination, "Tonight you will eat a light meal without alcohol. Tomorrow you will skip breakfast, no drinking either, I believe we can heal most of your injuries, Ser Jaime. For now, go to your quarters and take a bath, tomorrow morning you need to take a bath or shower too, Ser Kevan's servants will help you out."

Luna could heal him now without all the drama, but we are going to milk it out to the max, so some theatrics will increase their gratitude. "Politics" explained Daphne, "Increased trade," said Susan, "Psychology," commented Hermione, "I love showing off," said Luna. "I want to stab him," said Obara. "I have a Mace with his name on it," said Dacey. Hmm? Do they have a history with the boy? "He needs to be alive when he leaves from here, so no killing snobby boys," I warned them. Both huffed and turned their head.

The next morning at the breakfast table, Obara and Dacey sat in front of Jaime Lannister and ate the most delicious food, almost moaning when they took a bite, while Jaime's belly was growling from hunger, he glared at the girls but did not comment, Kevan must have set him straight.

Luna ended the torture and took the boy along to the medic facilities, next to the stadium. All the wives followed, Lyanna acted as nurse, and pushed Kevan and the guards out, "Nobody is allowed inside to prevent infections, there is a waiting room with some books that explain why. Read them. Out!"

She turned to Jaime and said: "Remove your clothes, Ser Jaime, all of it."

Jaime Lannister got the Deer in the Headlights Look and swallowed, "All of it?"

Lyanna nodded, "All of it. One of the fractures is just above your pelvis, to heal it, nothing can stand in the way."

Slowly Jaime removed his clothes, Lyanna rolled her eyes, "You don't need to make a show of it, Lannister, just take those clothes off. Our husband has more impressive gear than yours, there is no need to make it entertaining for me."

Blushing red hot he removed the last pieces of cloth. Lyanna pointed to the table in the middle of the room and said: "On your belly, Lady Luna will be here in a few minutes she must prepare for the operation."

A few minutes later, Luna came in, followed by Hermione, Susan, and Britta, on the floor above, the students who were interested in healing were following the procedures behind one-way glass, with Daphne tutoring them in how to make an impact as a healer. Obara and Dacey were watching too with a big grin on their face.

Luna put Jaime to sleep and started healing the damage, three spells corrected the fractures and restored the damaged nerve ends, the damaged leg was next, carefully she left a bit of damage uncured, enough to prevent him from being an excellent swordmaster again. Then she conjured a table, chairs, and a deck of cards. They sat down and started playing.

Daphne said to the students, "You get no respect when you do the job in a few minutes, so stabilize your patient so he doesn't die, and take your time to heal them up. The only time you have to be quick is on a battlefield, and even then you have to make sure they don't die.. Or if you are on the losing side, then you have to hurry."

The next hour, Daphne taught anatomy to the students, assisted by Lyanna who pointed the different muscles out on Jaime's body, on his front and back. When the hour was over, Luna took a bag of blood, and dripped some on her apron and on the others too, the operating instruments on the small table got some blood on them, she vanished the poker table and chairs, and woke Jaime up.

"Ser Jaime, the operation was successful, there was a small problem on your knee that could not be repaired, but that is a minor detail. You can put your clothes back on," said Luna with a serene smile on her face.

Jaime Lannister dressed himself under the watchful eyes of Luna, Susan, Britta, and Lyanna who were commenting on how much size can differ from man to man.

Once dressed, Luna gave her orders, "One month to get your strength back up before you pick up a sword, or you will damage your spine again. Dacey and Alysane Mormont helped by Obara Sand will be your training coaches."

Daphne explained it to the students: "At the tournament at Harrenhall, Ser Jaime made fun of and humiliated the Mormont sisters and the Sand sisters in front of others and their families. As the teachers of both Mormonts and Sands, we have to allow them to get even without killing each other. Now that I said that, Dacey, Obara, you have to take your task seriously, you had your revenge, and it stops here. Do you agree?"

Dacey nodded, "I agree, Lady Daphne."

Obara reluctantly nodded too, "Agreed, Lady Daphne, it ends here."

Daphne smiled, "You learned an important lesson just now, you have to know which fights are worth fighting for. The Lannister boy will be an important Lord someday, carrying a grudge against him will only backfire. You have a month to make him your friend, a rich, powerful friend that you helped to recover from a crippling accident. Go for it girls."

Daphne turned to her students, "This is part of your education too, you are still young, but knowing who you can and can not insult can save your life someday. It is almost lunchtime, so we are going to grab a sandwich and eat it on the wall facing the harbor. Go!"

Daphne stayed behind, "Drop the spell, Harry, I know you are in here."

She felt my hands slide from behind to cupping her boobs, I softly said: "You are a great teacher, Misses Daphne, this student was a bad boy and needs to be disciplined."

Daphne moaned when I pinched her nipples through her clothes, "I think I can come up with a punishment, student Potter, but don't stop what you are doing now."