Chapter 40: chapter 39 : King
*shriinghk*
*shringh*
*shrig*
Jon sat atop one of Moat Cailin's towers, sharpening LongClaw while watching the spectacle below.
Moat Cailin had become the scene of a one-sided but terribly bloody battle and the layer of snow on the ground had turned completely red with the blood of the dead.
He listened to the cries of the dying mixed with the clash of weapons crossing each other and heaved a deep sigh thinking of this fratricidal massacre but for him it was necessary, all the weeds had to be cut.
He saw through the eyes of the mutant crows each of his lieutenants fighting and was very satisfied.
Lyra, armed with a short sword and a dragon steel war hatchet, fought alongside Lyanna, her little sister, who skillfully and agility killed the traitorous soldiers.
Little Lyanna, although a child, was one of the mutants with the most potential, even more than Arya who was already a talented little monster.
Lyra had wanted her little sister to return to manage Bear Island but the kid had insisted on staying and fighting for her king.
As one of the soldiers had an opportunity to attack this little slayer from behind, Jon's eye flashed slightly as one of the crows immediately attacked the man and gouged out his eyes before Lyanna thrusts his dagger into his temple to kill him.
Where Lyanna had a fast assassin fighting style with inhumanly possible dodges and strikes to vital points with her dragonsteel daggers that effortlessly pierced armor, Lyra was versatile with her short sword and hatchet , mixing dodges and death parries (OG Assassin's Creed style), if she dodged an attack then she hit a vital point during the dodge.
Through the eyes of another crow, he saw Jory and the Forestier brothers fighting like wolves among piglets.
Asher fought exactly the same way as Lyra and Rodrick had a very orthodox style even though he was a mutant.
Jory for his part and a completely different matter, he wielded Ice with terrible skill, speed and strength, Ice was large, very disproportionate even for a Claymore but Jory wielded it as if it had the same weight as a pen, he sliced several bodies at once quickly while avoiding his allies and sowed death wherever he went, it looked like a certain black swordman with his great sword.
Benjen, Aurane, and Mance led the Sworn Brothers and Wildlings into battle with soldiers Baratheon, Umber, and Stark.
Jon looked at his men for a moment before going down to one of the Sworn Brothers who had finished clearing the area, it was actually Grenn one of Jon's friends from the show.
[ Entities]
Death : GRENN MA BOI !!
Eternity : Here's a character we could have chosen if Jon's case wasn't so serious.
Reality : I agree, Grenn had the most underrated death in the series, it was fucking epic. He and a few of his brothers stopped Mag the Mighty while reciting their oath. LEGEND
[Alternate Reality]
Jon: Grenn.
"My captain commander…" Grenn greeted Jon respectfully as he approached, he was quite surprised because according to others, the captain commander remembered the names of each of his sworn brothers perfectly.
However, hearing Jon call him by his first name confirmed to him that maybe it was finally real and he felt a little grateful that Jon remembered him.
Jon: I have an important mission to entrust to you.
Grenn: I am at your command, Captain Commander.
Jon: Almost all the heads of the traitorous houses are here except Walder Frey and Lady Bardrey the widow Dustin. I want you to go to his castle and bring me his head.
Grenn: I have no idea what a woman of such rank would look like! How can I murder someone whose appearance I don't know ?
Jon gave a slight smile before sending all the necessary information to the nanites in Grenn's brain who was shocked at what had just happened to him but the nanites stopped him from asking too many questions, he greeted Jon , took one of the horses and rushed towards the stronghold of House Dustin.
After Grenn left, Jon walked towards the main towers. He watched the massacre around him without joy or satisfaction because it was still the blood of the North that flowed.
He entered the fort and looked for the kitchen. Once found, Jon made himself comfortable and began eating meat ready to be served with some fruit and wine, he didn't really like violence so a place isolated from the death cries of his enemies was what he needed.
Casually sitting there feasting while his men killed absolutely the entire army of the conspiracy, Jon looked like the leader of a band of bloodthirsty raiders come to rob the poor innocent inhabitants.
He was finishing his second plate of food when the door opened for Aurane to stagger into the room with blood on him while holding his abdomen.
He saw Jon eating and froze for a few seconds before closing the door, laughing.
Jon: You're hurt.
Aurane: I noticed . A very nasty and deep wound, I'm afraid. I would have liked to breathe my last in the cabin of my ship or in the castle of my ancestors, but for a kitchen, a dead person is a dead person.
Jon: It goes without saying.
Aurane: Aurane Waters died serving the King in the North in a kitchen while the king ate near him. Ahahahah it's really an ending that will have to be written. Why don't you lead the battle instead of filling your belly here.
Jon: That's no way to talk to your king.
Aurane: Please forgive me, your highness, but I am dying and a dead man has no king.
Jon: You won't die today, you won't die for a long time.
Aurane: Spare me these nice words, I have seen people die countless times and I can say that I will be part of the lot in a few minutes.
Jon: Do you trust me ?
Aurane: Is that a real question (laughs)?! I am literally losing my life for you in the hope that you can save my men. I've always been a man of calculation, avoiding such situations but here I am.
Jon smiled and slashed his index finger before pouring several drops of his blood into his cup of wine to hand it to Aurane.
Jon: You shed your blood for the North so the King in the North does the same for you. Drink Aurane Waters, you'll not die today.
Aurane took the cup with the little strength he had left before looking at Jon and then drank the contents without any form of hesitation.
"I don't know...I don't know why someone as intelligent as me did all that but...I strangely don't regret anything, I did a lot more interesting things in...in your company than...(breathes heavily)…" He said before dropping the cup to lose consciousness, surely thinking it was the death of him.
(Later)
"GYAAAAH" A quarter of an hour later, Aurane woke up out of breath, he felt his abdomen in confusion before lifting his clothes to discover that his injury had disappeared.
"15 minutes, it has become faster than before. It took a night and a high fever before the blessing of the old gods took effect." Jon said smiling at Aurane.
Aurane: Majesty...? I...What...
Jon: Were you sure you were going to die just now ? You feel strange, stronger, you hear and see much better to the point of being confused, you inexplicably feel that you are capable of feats that were unimaginable to you before ?
Aurane: I...Yes, it's-(interrupted)
Jon has superhuman speed and threw the small table knife at him, it was a very light throw from Jon but it was already superior to the speed and precision of a human knife throwing specialist.
Strangely and almost effortlessly, Aurane caught the knife by its handle before it reached him while his face expressed all his disbelief at what he had just done.
Aurane: WHY YOU...HOW DID I DO THAT ?!!
Jon: Stop shouting, Aurane. You have become faster, your reaction time and reflexes are blessed by the old gods and that's why the knife seemed to move in slow motion.
Aurane: That's why...that's why...the Night's Watch...it's because of you! Your blood...who are you really...? How can that be possible, I've seen things around the world but this…
Jon: Normally I make sure that others avoid worrying too much about it, but people like you are more efficient with more freedom in knowledge and execution. I'll tell you what happened to me but only once...
Aurane:…
Jon: It was more than 4 years ago, I was still Jon Snow, Ned Stark's bastard. I had just suffered one of the usual silent humiliations from my father's wife when I went to pray in the sacred grove and confide in the ancient gods, asking them to take charge of my destiny because I wanted to be more than just a bastard.
Aurane:...
Jon: The next day I got sick. I was suffering from a high fever, and Maester Luwin had cared for me with the same care as my father's legitimate children. However, on the second night of this fever, I felt something enter my body through my nose and mouth. Hundreds of trillions of things were starting to transform my body. It was painful, especially at the beginning, then I was plunged into a coma for several months before waking up as I am today.
Aurane: So…you…
Jon: The old gods heard my pleas and gave me what I needed to change my destiny and that of the North as well.
Aurane: It's…you could have the world at your feet…why-(interrupted)
Jon: Only the North interests me, nothing else. Moreover, bringing people to their knees before me is not what I asked of the gods of my ancestors. I don't like to show off a strength given by the gods knowing that it doesn't belong to me, I am in truth much less deserving than the great warriors who built themselves.
Aurane: Despite all this, you remain humble...?
Jon: Honor has its facets, the more time passes, the more I understand my father.
"I ask you majesty, allow me to serve you, to be your master of ships, your friend and I swear to dedicate every second of my life to your service and that of the North." Aurane asked humbly and sincerely pledging allegiance to Jon who only gave a gentle smile.
Jon: If I may, rise again not as Aurane Waters but as Aurane Velaryon of the North. May your house prosper until the time of the last men.
[the entities]
*CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*
The three applauded solemnly.
Death: Guys, we just witnessed Jon's first royal act, he legitimized Aurane.
Reality: He's been in her place, he knows what Aurane can feel in some ways.
Etetnity: THE FUCKING KING OF THE NORTH .
Reality: The best.
Death: That's all well and good but I want to see him deal with Sansa's case.
Eternity: Me too. I would be very disappointed if he didn't do anything to her.
Reality: Wanna bet ? The winner will have a choice for the next story.
Death : I bet he'll execute her, I'll be happy to extinguish her existence.
Eternity: What a moron! You didn't understand Jon, i bet he's going to banish her from the North.
Reality : I bet she'll go away on her own.
Death : All bets are settled. For now, it's just a shame that we don't have enough time with Jon and Lyra.
Reality : It's true that they are the least present couple. For now, Ron and Luna are the best.
Death : Yeah it was too pure between them . "I don't know much...🎶"
Reality : "...but I know i love you. 🎶"
Eternity : " That may be all i need to know🎶"
They stopped to look at her in astonishment.
Eternity : What?! I went to listen to their music as you told me. Yet I have a taboo question to ask.
Both: What?!
Eternity: Who's really the KING between Elvis, James Brown and Michael Jack-(interrupted)
Reality : FUCK NO !
Death: DON'T ASK THAT KIND OF QUESTION, DAMMIT ...
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