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King's Landing

Red Keep

"I already told you, these letters are from Lord Robert Baratheon himself. He wished them to be delivered to the King and the Hand" Davos said for what felt like the thousandth time to the guard, who seemed unconcerned.

"And I told you to get lost. If Robert Baratheon wanted to send letters he should have sent them by raven, not some no-name knight." The guard said, dismissing Davos.

"Fine. I just hope you can say the same to him when he lands here on a dragon" Davos sighed, turning back.

He was sure Lord Robert would understand.

If only the same guards were here today.

Just as he turned back to join his men, he noticed the King's Guard, followed by men-at-arms approach the gate.

Davos and his men stepped back to not stand in their way.

"Who are they?" Eddard Stark asked the guards upon noticing Davos and his entourage.

"Says they brought letters from Lord Robert to the King and the Hand, my lord" the guard reported, standing straight now that the brother of the future Queen of the Seven Kingdoms was here.

"I am Eddard Stark, I can take your letters to the King and the Hand" Ned walked up to Davos. Usually he would not want anything to do with Robert after all he did, but he understood that official business was not something to ignore.

"Thank you Lord Eddard" Davos handed the letters.

Lord Robert had instructed him to get them to anyone who could deliver it to the King and the Hand, saying if they did not for some reason it was the recipient's problem.

"To Lord Tywin Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock and Hand of the King

Lord Tywin, it appears someone in the city is attempting to block me from doing business with the merchants.

I am sure you wouldn't want me to come there personally and cause any damages trying to find out the one responsible for it.

As the person with the highest influence on the city next to the King, it would be in both of our interests if this was solved without dragonfire.

Have a pleasant day.

Robert Baratheon, Lord of Asgard.

To King Rhaegar,

Sorry but not sorry for not writing all your titles, cousin.

Jokes aside, someone in the city is messing with my business there, scaring the merchants.

Now, I am not blaming you, but your brother Daeron was particularly against me the last time I was here and might have decided to take things into his own hands.

I am sure you don't want your capital terrorized by dragons but if someone takes an axe to my business, they will end up like the Hoares.

Have a nice day.

Robert Baratheon, Lord of Asgard.

Stormlands

Asgard

The second wave of settlers and workers Davos brought had already begun to build the lodges he designed. They were basically longhouses with bunk beds, able to house ten workers with ease.

He could have increased the size and number of bunk beds but he did not want to cram people working for him into houses more similar to a barn.

Maybe it cost a bit more, but he too worked for jobs where the employer did not care about the workers beyond having them fill their times.

They were also building communal mess halls and public bathrooms and showers.

Robert didn't know much about construction materials and what not, but there was one thing he knew.

In some parts of Earth, people torched one side of the timber they were using, to increase its outdoor lifespan to up to eighty years, as well as make it harder for the wood to burn and protect it from insects.

It was times like these when tidbits of information he had became useful.

Workers did as they were told of course, even if they found it strange.

Davos was back after two weeks, taking longer this time due to the issues he faced with merchants.

He had good news though, as the merchants were suddenly back on the track.

The threat of dragonfire did bring the Seven Kingdoms to their knees after all.

287 AC

In one year alone Asgard came far.

Buildings, whether homes or shops sprung up all over, in accordance with his city planning of course.

Robert wasn't going to allow his city to turn into a dump like King's Landing.

They also built a port with docks to receive ships and make it easier to unload cargo, and began to build a shipyard.

Designing ships was not something he knew much about, but thankfully there were seasoned and experienced captains to help with that regard, provided he could get shipwrights.

His keep, which would be named Valhalla to keep tradition with whole Norse mythology, was being worked on too, as the workers were digging a foundation.

He did not want something outlandish straight from a fairy tale, both for monetary and personal reasons.

Which is why it looked like a medieval parody of the Pentagon.

One issue though, was the sewage system.

It was expensive, which made him understand why the Targaryens did not overhaul the whole thing, especially with the population of the King's landing.

But Asgard only had a population in the thousands for now, which meant building a sewage system was much easier.

Still expensive though, especially with Robert refusing to use lead and build a subpar system that would crumble in a couple of decades.

He wanted something that would last longer and not stink his city.

Good thing he had all that gold.

"My lord, there is a family outside requesting entry" A guard came in after knocking, standing at attention.

"So? It's not like I check every family that enters the city"

"They had horses my lord, and claim you invited them personally" The guard explained.

Robert hummed. While a family having horses was not common, the guards knew not to disturb him unless they thought it was important.

He might as well go and see himself and take some fresh air in the meantime.

They did not build walls yet, as the city was still expanding so the guards were stationed on the edge city limits.

Robert walked to the city limits to see who had his guardsmen worried like that.

A man, as tall as him, riding on a horse, his face covered with a hood, and a woman with what appeared to be her child riding on another horse, also covered with a hood.

Which under normal circumstances wouldn't be something to worry about.

Except the child was no child.

"Tyrion! What a pleasant surprise to see you here" Robert exclaimed , and it truly was.

The dwarf removed his cowl, greeting Robert with a haggard and tired face.

"My lord, I hope your offer is still valid?"

"Oh it is, come on in then, we should talk inside and get you somewhere to sit, though who is your friend here?" Robert gestured to the man.

"This is" began Tyrion as the man removed his hood.

"Sandor Clegane" Robert finished for him, instantly recognizing the man from the hideous burn on his face.

"Yes, he was essential in helping us escape from my father" The dwarf of Casterly Rock said, his eyes dropping because of fatigue.

"Let's get you all inside to rest. You can tell me about it later" Robert offered, seeing how tired they were.

The group from the Westerlands fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows, they did not even take time to eat or drink.

Tyrion and Tysha were led to one room while Sandor was shown another.

With how bad they looked, they must have been on the run for a while.

Sandor was an unexpected but welcome surprise, and although he was seventeen right now, a warrior with his size, strength and skill would be a good addition to Asgard.

It was back to business for now.

Asgard

Next Day

Tyrion and Tysha, joined by Sandor, sat down to break their fast with porridge, cheese and bread.

Considering they were on the road for a while and had to camp out and eat whatever they found, this was like a feast to them.

When they were done, a servant took them to Robert's study, serving them wine while they were seated.

"So, I feel like you have quite a story to tell me" Robert put down the papers in his hands, watching the dwarf.

Taking a sip from his cup, Tyrion began his tale.

Just as Robert said he and Jaime met Tysha while returning to Casterly Rock from Lannisport after taking a ship from King's Landing.

Seeing her harassed by bandits, Jaime saved her while Tyrion kept her out of the way.

Realizing what Robert told was happening, Tyrion tried to keep away from Tysha but her humble and honest demeanor won him over and they spent the night together.

Deciding to be a responsible person, Tyrion wed her before a drunk septon, who upon realizing just what kind of a problem he landed himself in once sober, immediately sent a letter to King's Landing to inform Tywin Lannister.

Tyrion treated her like she was a new servant he hired to avoid suspicion but once Tywin's letter came ordering his brother to keep both of them locked up while he returned to personally administer their punishment, the dwarf had enough and decided to run for it with his wife.

Filling their pouches with as much gold as they could and taking enough provisions, Tyrion set his father's study on fire after sneaking out of the room they were held in, and while everyone was distracted made their way out of the keep through the sewers.

Their escape didn't go unnoticed however and they had guards searching everywhere for them before they could get away far enough.

Setting an even bigger fire at the barn after taking a horse, the couple galloped on horseback towards the Reach border, intending to cross it and then make their way to Asgard.

The two barely made it to Greenfield when they met Sandor, who recognized the dwarf, and questioned them as to what they were doing here.

They thought they were caught, but once Sandor made his dislike of Tywin Lannister known, Tyrion offered to hire him as a guard while they headed to Asgard.

To his surprise though, the scarred man was heading there as well, to serve the man that killed his monster of a brother.

Tyrion instead offered him an audience with Lord Robert, mentioning how he was invited to Asgard by him.

Even though Sandor didn't trust the dwarf, he still took the offer, though he did threaten to kill them rather gruesomely if Tyrion didn't keep his end of the bargain.

With Sandor's help, they made it to Reach while avoiding any Lannister or other forces searching for them.

Their troubles didn't end once they went through the border however. Lannister men, disguised as wandering knights, were sent through Reach to find and bring them back, as Tywin Lannister would never let what he perceived to be an insult go unpunished, even if it was from his own son.

Camping in the wilderness, riding through day and night with barely a rest until they reached Stormlands took their toll on the two, while Sandor was in a much better condition, already used to harshness.

Just as they thought they were in the clear, a storm caught them by surprise, and they had to take shelter in a cave for three whole days, waiting for the storm to pass, with nary a thing to eat.

But in the end, they made it to Asgard.

"Well, as I said before, you are welcome to join Asgard and I am sure I can find good work for you" Robert reiterated his offer, earning a nod and a thank you from the dwarf.

He turned to Sandor, who was watching him with a sharp look.

"You killed Gregor, my rapist, murderous monster of a brother. While I am no knight, I will serve you as a warrior if you will accept my sword" the young man said, laying his word on the ground.

Robert watched the younger Clegane, leaning back. He could use a personal guard, not that he needed it but better to have one in case things went sideways.

Or he could guard Davos, who needed it more than him, with his constant travels.

"I have to admit, I was actually looking for someone who knew how to actually fight, and you are just what I was seeking. If you are up for it, I can make you my personal guard, though you will probably be protecting Davos and other people important to Asgard more than me" Robert made the offer, knowing how strong and fierce Sandor was.

The man accepted quietly, and Robert turned back to Tyrion.

"Now, you and your wife are going to rest and recuperate to full strength and then the work will begin. In the meantime we should celebrate this occasion" Robert said, ordering the servant to bring the bottle of Harbor Gold he had in reserve.

Say what you will about the original, but he knew good wine.