Winterfell
The call of a raven pulled Rober Baratheon from what he was seeing, it wasn't much, it was just the sons of his best friend and brother training, but it was something that helped distract him from the boredom of everyday life.
He took the letter that was rolled on the raven's leg and let his servant grab the bird before it flew away. He couldn't help but frown, the Bats dogs, and cats were changing the city, but were now asking for permission to send men to the bat's castle.
His frown deepens as he remembers how anything he tried to do had to be passed by the master of something before it could be done, and everything that happened when he ordered it to be done when he finally had enough of waiting for the things he wanted.
Flea Bottom was filth and the people who lived in it were even bigger filth.
It both frustrated and disgusted him that the same changes he had tried to make and were stopped were being done by a group of outsiders who he didn't know and had no loyalty to the realm.
The sounds of wings and brief hot wind told him that the beasts that the two girls had were flying nearby, He couldn't help but feel his blood boil but he kept his anger under control.
The letter that Stannis sent him showed that he was right to worry about the beast's presence. The Stepstones were always being fought over, not because they were valuable or because they could be easily defended, but because they were a perfect place for pirates to hide.
Whoever controlled them, controlled the trade that came from the south, but if what Stannis said was true then when the alliance had what they wanted they would also control the trade that came from the north.
He held the hilt of his hammer when the blue thing landed next to him, but the creature didn't look at him, it looked at something behind him.
"Sorry, I didn't know there was someone out here." he heard the voice of the girl who looked like his mother.
He waved at his guards to let her pass. "What are you doing here girl? Shouldn't you be with the women learning your place." he asks the girl.
"The guards call me a bastard and say that I don't have a place near the princess." she answers him, but her voice doesn't sound hurt, instead it sounds relieved.
"Shouldn't you be angry or envious or hurt?" he asks her before walking up to her and standing in front of her. He can't help but laugh inside his head, she is so small when compared to him, he could crush her at any moment and yet she looks at him with innocent eyes.
"No, it's better that people show that they don't like you. They can't complain that you don't help them when they need it, because they treated you badly when they thought everything was okay." She answers him.
He smiles at those words. He wouldn't have said so many things but he believed the same. If someone throws shit at you, they can't get mad when you throw it back at them.
"What that?" he asks her while looking at the toy that hangs from her belt.
She looks down and removes the toy hammer from the belt before looking at the thing with eyes that tell him that she is holding something precious.
"This is the hammer of memories. It shows you any memory but it can only do it once a week.' she answers him. He wants to laugh and tell her that those are just things that people tell children, but the thing behind him reminds him that sometimes stories are real.
"I haven't seen you use that thing. Use it, if anyone tries to punish you, I'll punish them because I ordered you to use the thing." he says to her, his voice is hard and shows that he isn't going to allow her to say no. He needs to know as much as he can before he breaks this threat.
'What do you want to see?" she asks him.
"Show me one of your battles." he says to the girl he notices his old friend and his guards walking towards them but he signals to them to not say anything.
"Okay but don't say that I scared you." she says to him before bringing the hammer close to her chest and closing her eyes.
The walls around them began to rise some fell beneath the ground and the training grounds where the boys stood were gone replaced by a wartorn land.
The sky began to turn dark, telling him that rain would soon come. Behind him, he could see boys far too young to hold a sword and old men who were so weak that they could barely stand being armed with whatever they could hold.
Men with pointed ears arrived to help the defenders, their armor was bright meaning that they hadn't been in any real fights.
The armor of the men who they came to help, however, is covered with scratches, and dents, some even look as if they have holes in them, meaning that they were taken from corpses and given to whoever was wearing them now.
This must have been a long siege and from what little information he had, it was almost over and the defenders had been forced to fight the enemy behind the protection of the castle walls.
As the storm grew and the rain began to fall, the wind blew sending chills down his spine and almost freezing him where he stood, but none of the men moved, not even the boys.
Robert could no longer see the bodies of the dead, nor the smoking ruins of the houses that were burned during the battles, but he could see the light that came from the torches of the enemy army.
He growled when the lightning flashed and he saw the twisted faces of the monsters beyond the walls. They were hideous mutated things that looked like men but were something else.
Their heads looked as if someone had stretched leather over a person's skull and filled their mouth with fangs. Some of the creatures had long unkept hair but most were balled.
With them were even more monstrous things, he would have called them giants but the creature's powerful bodies were a mixture of warts and muscles.
He knew what these creatures were, he had heard stories of them. Trolls, they were trolls and they were pilling siege towers towards the walls. The towers were full of even more twisted vile things, that laughed as they ate the dead and tortured the unfortunate souls that weren't lucky enough to die before the enemy got to them.
Robert watched as the men grabbed their heads in pain, while others cried in terror as the hellish screams of something that wasn't a dragon, but something else flew around the castle.
He watched as, giant eagles, bats, and dragons, flew after it, but they were met with even more of the creatures who began to swarm them.
Deep within the castle women and children hid, it was there that he saw Lady Whent's new knights arming themselves and swearing to win the war. They held onto their youngest before telling them to defend the women and children before letting go of them and closing the doors.
He didn't see what destroyed the walls or how the monsters beyond managed to pass into the castle grounds, what he did see was the girl hiding inside the room along with the others.
She held that hammer in her trembling arms while listening to the sounds of battle. He could see her, the girls and boys of the knights holding their weapons. It was clear to him that some wanted to run away but couldn't because there was nowhere to run.
The roars of beasts, mixed with the screams of dying men, women, and monsters. The flashes of light and the sounds of explosions told him that the fighting must have been more intense than he could have imagined.
The sound of something hitting the doors over and over again drew his attention, but when the door broke and the screams of the women and children filled the room the memory was over and Robert found himself back in Winterfell