A New Path
At night after Lord Stark's arrival...
Mika's POV
"Goddamn it, Alicia! Get your fucking ass right back here!" I screamed in the comms as I saw the damned bloodthirsty girl test out her new MobileSuit.
Currently, we are doing the Space Fortress Ambat mission in order to try out the girls' new MobileSuits.
It was a very huge surprise for me when I found out I can take people with me in the memory missions. Naturally, Alicia and Claudia joined my daily farming and training to get more experience in fighting against the enemy.
Arte opted out, deciding to guard our unconscious bodies in the WHITEBASE along with watching Prim.
She's a good girl.
We have been farming and training for 2 weeks now and showed results.
Breaking the enemy lines, Alicia'sRX-78 Gundam, a temporary replacement for her damaged GM II, began to wreck havoc upon the poorGafrans.
Gafransare sturdy and deadly MobileSuit on their own right.
But against Alicia bloodthirsty rampage?
It's like watching a fox go to town in a hen house.
I winced in sympathy at poor Gafrans unit who took a knee to the face before it got its entire torso melted by her foot thrusters.
Since the day Alicia I told them my Origins, the enemy and the G-systems, the Princess became much more aggressive than before.
Angry and vengeful.
Filled with hate and thirst for blood.
For mine (for luring the enemy to our home) and to the enemy.
That same hate is also fueling her growth in combat and piloting MobileSuits.
Her GM II, it was damaged yes but most of the damages didn't came from the last battle.
It was self inflicted.
It was akin to Amuro Ray's situation.
She outgrew the GM II at such a short amount of time after adapting in to it for the battle.
Her blessings also didn't help for the poor GM II.
Poor thing, I had to exchange it for a new unit to accommodate Alicia's growth.
Thus the RX-78 Gundam became her temporary unit until we farm enough credits for an armor that I think suits her.
"Alicia! Listen to Mika and don't rush ahead!" Claudia caught up to the Princess in no time, blasting the incoming Baqto units with her Shoulder Beam Cannon of her temporary unit.
The Full Armor 7th Gundam
The large beam cannon didn't destroy the Baqto units but it pushed them off for my Dragoons to find purchase and execute the units.
"I had it, Lady Claudia." Alicia muttered in the comms.
"No excuses, young lady. Stay in your position and move." Claudia quickly reprimanded her before taking off the face more of the defenders.
Unlike Alicia's rapid growth, Claudia doesn't show much improvement.
It's because she is already a terrifying force in the battlefield.
At the very beginning, Claudia already adapted to her MobileSuit. Her experience and skill naturally mixing with MobileSuit piloting, just shows why she is the strongest of the Shield Princesses.
It's also why she is the commander of our unit.
For all the memories and skill inside my head, leadership is never my thing.
I will always the young blacksmith turned warrior and nothing will change it.
And Claudia is doing admirably.
Being the only adult (Celestine and Arte doesn't count as they are elves), Claudia took the position as the group's Vanguard unit.
Always at the front.
It's why she is temporarily using the FA 7th Gundam for its defense capabilities as she comes into melee range among the Gafrans with Alicia behind her.
She is in her natural environment, easily deflecting a Gafrans Beam melee towards its fellow kin before firing her Beam Rifle at the rest as Alicia mopped up the remaining units.
Me? I'm the Support and designated Ship Breaker of the group for having the largest amount of firepower.
And my target is the giant ass ship known as Fabosse.
Come here give me my credits so the gorilla won't grill my ass for a new MobileSuit!!!
After the mission
WHITEBASE common room
"Where's my unit?" I groaned. It's like dealing with a very insistent puppy.
A puppy that can rip out my arm if she wants to.
I turned at Alicia gave her the same answer as always for the past 2 weeks.
"Like I said before, I still haven't found the blueprints or data for your permanent unit." She gave me bad look for my answer.
"What kind of unit are you looking for me then that's taking this long? We've been doing missions since we docked here." She asked with a glare.
I rolled my eyes at her, "Something fitting for you and powerful enough to contain your raging ass attitude."
And that's my cue to run fuck out!
"Come back here and say that to my face, jerk!"
"I didn't lie though!"
Suddenly our chase inside the ship were interrupted by the ship's PA system.
"Everyone, Prim is requesting a meeting! Gather in the mess hall! It's urgent." Arte's voice came through.
"Hey, watch it!" I yelped as Alicia pushed me aside in order to rush to the mess hall.
I trailed behind her, thinking about a certain problem.
How the fuck can he make the WHITEBASE fly with GN Drives?
Prim's POV
We are in a very bad spot.
The Warden of the North, Lord Stark just arrived today and has invited the WHITEBASE crew for dinner in at Lord Manderly's castle.
Of course she accepted in behalf of everyone (except for Celestine, she's still locked in her room).
And that's where the problem is.
She didn't pack a dress for the occasion.
Nobody in her group have a proper clothes for the occasion either.
This is a disaster!!!
"Uhm... Prim, maybe we can just come in with our Armor on? We did introduce ourselves as your Knights, right?" Claudia said as I paced around mess hall.
"Claudia, this is a Warden. Second only to the King himself in power and absolute authority of this region! We can't just show ourselves in full armor, especially with our Armors!!!" I cried out.
It will look like they are turning up for a War!!!
And I'm now panicking, Great!
"I'm here! What's the problem Prim?!" Cousin finally came with Sir Mika behind her.
"The Warden just came today and invited us for dinner in the Lord Manderly's castle." I immediately told her.
"Oh... Then there's no problem then, let's go now!"
"STOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!" I shouted, blocking my cousin's path to the door.
"PRIM!"
"You are not going to a party in your armor! None of you are!!! Go find a dress or something!!!" I shouted, trying to push her back but with her Armor on, I can't even budge her.
"Alright, alright! I don't have a dress so I'll just take off my armor, your lucky I'm wearing my spare armor underneath." Alicia finally surrendered before activating her MobileSuits storage form.
"Goo-!" I choked on my spit as my eyes registered what she is wearing underneath her MobileSuit.
I even saw Sir Mika spat out his drink in surprise.
"What the hell, you stupid Gorilla! Where is the bodysuit I made for you?!" Sir Mika shouted with a scandalized look.
Me too although I'm jealous.
I still have time to grow.
"No way in hell I'm wearing that lewd thing you gave! This is the only thing I have that's comfortable under a MobileSuit! And what is a Gorilla!?" Alicia shouted back, walking towards Mika for one of their common fights.
Here they go again.
"You call the bodysuit lewd when your wearing that?!" Mika asked, aghast, "I spent 3 days making that shit!" I winced, I remember seeing him with bloodshot eyes back then.
"It is and this is a traditional Eostia attire! Even Claudia doesn't wear that perverted creation of yours!" Alicia said, not noticing Lady Claudia's silent protests.
"You too?!" Mika gave the older woman a weird look.
Lady Claudia awkwardly smiled and shrugged, "sorry?" She simply said.
"Augh! You guys are the worst."
Yep, they are definitely.
"Cousin, put the armor back on. Your not going to the party like that. You too, Lady Claudia." I covered my face with palms.
I'm surrounded with hopeless people.
Wyman Manderly's POV
I would admit, Lord Stark's move to invite Princess and her entourage for dinner was a good move.
He had basically trapped them in an inescapable situation where they have meet and talk with the Warden personally.
So here I am at the front, eager to greet and meet our foreign visitors.
Young Prim, what a wonderful child. The girl is a natural in negotiations and a savvy in politics. There daily talks is never dull, the girl is always capable of surprising him.
They even exchanged history.
He thought her the history of Westeros and she thought him hers.
I wished I could see her Kingdom, Ur, at its height.
Too bad it was burned down.
Poor girl is a fellow kin to the Targaryen girl. A stolen/broken throne and hunted.
Fortunately, Prim isn't alone.
Lady Claudia Levantine and Lady Alicia Arcturus, the most prettiest knights he had ever seen, are there for her.
Claudia with her motherly outlook for the girl.
Alicia's rough yet caring attitude.
Then there's her most valuable asset.
Sir Mika, no last name.
The young man is a well of resources. His knowledge and skills in blacksmithing is incomparable and his knowledge is overwhelming.
He had casually changed his fortunes as of late.
With the new furnaces, the smiths are booming in business as they basically worked all day and night long, doing work and experiments with the new furnaces capabilities.
White Harbor had became the central smiths of the entire north in just 2 weeks alone.
It was incredible.
It's why I wanted them to stay for good.
I don't wish for the girl to die in a vain quest for revenge. He had fallen to fond to her and it will break his heart if so.
I don't want young Mika's genius to be unrealized.
Here, it will thrive and prosper.
Something I didn't ever told Lord Stark.
Later...
Oh! Here they are.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand it looks Prim failed to get them proper attires for the occasion, poor girl.
Lady Claudia and Alicia in their Armors as always but different to the previous faceless Armors.
Alicia's armor is slimmer than before. Blue and white in color, alluding to an idea of a knight in shining armor.
Claudia's armor meanwhile is far stockier and blocky. It looked heavy and yet the lady is walking in casually like it weighs nothing.
Both armor also share the same split horn alike young Mika's Armor.
"Aaaah, Princess! You finally came!" I greeted the small girl, "As pretty as always, I'm sure you will turn heads when you grow up." I teased her as I took a look at her dress.
It was a simple dress with a beautiful shade of red.
Although he detest the cleavage.
Young girls shouldn't be showing off their skin like that!
Alas it was part of their customs and traditions.
"Greetings, Lord Manderly! Thanks for the invitation and apologist for the hoodlums behind me, I tried my best." She curtsies.
I can't help but laughed at her jest, "Ha! No need to apologize, Princess. I think this is an opportunity! Maybe show off a little to the Warden and maybe he'll help you in your quest?" I doubt it.
"Surely, my Lord?" Oh, no. She looked hopeful.
"We'll see in time." I replied shortly, "Now care to join me, my little Princess?" I offered her my hand.
"Of course, my Lord." She happily grab hold on my arm, her small arm linking to mind.
So this is how it feels to have a granddaughter.
Jon Snow's POV
"Rob, I shouldn't be here." I whispered to my half brother, nervously looking at the entire table filled with Manderly family and close friends.
"Just bear with it, Jon. Father insisted for you to sit beside me." Rob whispered back while eating his fill.
"Just calm your nerves, Jon. It's not everyday we get to eat together like this in Winterfell." Theon comments beside him, biting a chicken leg without any sort of manner.
But what he said is true.
We would never get to eat like this in Winterfell.
Catelyn Stark is a very strict woman and values image and reputation.
And his a taint to that.
In Winterfell, Him and Theon aren't allowed to eat with the Starks, the Matriarch won't allow it. Theon maybe a ward but his still a hostage while his a bastard son.
A proof of Lord Stark's dishonor to her.
"But still, it's strange. Why would Lord Stark insist it?" I asked my halfbrother.
"I don't know but I think we're about to find out." Robb said as he gestured at the doorway, our guests finally arriving.
Accompanied by their heavy footsteps of their Armor.
If there armors look exotic before, there new ones made them looking like their about to win a war.
But there Armor wasn't the main attention but the beautiful visage's of the women wearing them.
One blonde, barely older than them and a mature auburn haired woman.
Then there's the main focus of the night, the rosy haired princess in Lord Manderly's arm. Unlike her entourage, her entire charm is fully shown, she is breathtaking.
She is very beautiful for someone as younger than Sansa.
Even Theon agrees as he openly stared at her cleavage.
"Lord Warden! I present to you, Princess Prim of Ur." Lord Manderly presented the young Princess, like a grandfather presenting his granddaughter to the king.
"Lord Warden." Princess Prim courtsies to Lord Stark to which he replied with respectful nod in his seat.
"Princess. Join us in the table, we have much to talk and discuss."
"It will be my pleasure, Lord Warden." She smiled.
By the Old Gods! That smile is powerful.
Later...
I opted to stay with Robb and Theon this time on the table, listening to Lord Stark and Princess Prim talk.
It...was strange. It's more like Lord Stark's interrogating.
Her entourage also thinks so as more than one time they shifted in their positions behind their princess, giving Lord Stark a silent but definite warning.
Yet the Princess merely waved them off and happily answered Lord Stark's questions.
She and her crew originated in a far away land, a place she can't reveal it's location for it was a secret.
Her kingdom is a matriarchal, making her bound to rule one day,
A very strange custom for Westerosi but no one dared to comment on it.
Especially when the winged Knight's wing flared up slightly, it's edges glinting in a warning.
No one dares.
Then it was revealed that her Kingdom has fallen, invaded and burned to the ground by their enemy and now they are on a quest for revenge.
A hopeless quest if I say so myself.
How could 3 people fight against an entire army, even with their armors?
Then suddenly, Lord Stark spoke up.
"My condolences to you and your fallen kingdom, Princess Prim but I'll be brutally honest with you."
"The north isn't ready for another war."
Lord Stark's words silenced the entire hall.
"We just went through two wars, the Mad King's and the Greyjoy Rebellions. Two wars that took toll to the north."
"Then your here, a foreign princess with a war behind her trail. How do I trust you that the north won't be caught in what war you are fighting? Manderly might have grown fond of you but you will find me not so lenient." Lord Stark ended with narrowed eyes.
A look promising a threat.
But it's not the princess who answered Lord Stark.
It was the winged knight.
"We are just nothing more but passerbys, Warden. Our is our own and will never ever affect your kingdom."
"This I swear." He said, stunning the entire hall for speaking out of turn.
"And do you speak for your princess?" Lord Stark asked.
"At this moment, I speak for everyone of us here." He replied.
Lord Stark hummed, nodding to the Knight's words before turning to Princess Prim.
"You're are fortunate to have loyal subjects, your highness."
She blushed in his compliment, her perfect face gaining a rosy tint, "Yes, I do."
"But still, your presence in the north is welcome but the longer you stay, eyes will be drawn in to your group."
"As such, the entire north will spare you enough supplies and resources to your voyage and quest."
Everyone is stunned.
How can they not be.
This is the very first time the north ever sponsored a foreign royalty.
Even the Princess is stunned at the proposition.
"Lo-Lord Warden, that's too much. We are happy to trade for our needed supplies and resources." She nervously said, "Your generosity is appreciated but we would prefer to pay back out debts."
"Oh, you will pay your debts to the north not in trade but in another way." Lord Stark surprised them even more.
"Together with my sponsorship, I would like you to take my bastard son, Jon Snow, under your house and part of your crew."
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WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!
Chapter end
*Smash Bro Intro*
Jon Snow joins the crew
Crew Positions
Mika - Mechanic/Command unit
Claudia - Heavy Vanguard/ Command unit
Alicia - Assault Vanguard
Prim - Ship Captain/Helmsman
Arte - Ship XO/ Artillery Support
Celestine - Guest/Medbay
Jon Snow's possible position:
Forward Scout/ Support Vanguard (Alicia's combat buddy)