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Capítulo 9: The Noble family of the Palestars

Im sitting in my tent in the northern camp, is the next day already, there's a bed, a table three chairs some materials and my paintings, nothing much but I don't need much anyways, it is big though, but what takes my attention is an object on the table, a black long sword with a rippled pattern, in the pommel is a white gemstone, is obviously a Valyrian steel sword, it was of House Harlaw but I don't remember the name, I didn't even know the Harlaws had a Valyrian sword, but now is mine, I can feel magic in it, nothing surprising after all is magical steel but why it repelled my magic that is the real question, I need to investigate this.

I take a stick that I find around and draw a perfect circle around my tent, I put pale white dancing lights floating above the said circle, and as im doing that some of the soldiers approach, they seem a little nervous.

Of course, I am still a big interrogation mark to many, I have their respect thanks to my healing but im still the unknown that put some discomfort on a lot of people, they don't know if they treat me as noble or something else, and are quite afraid of pushing my buttons since I can "curse" them, I never cursed anyone, but let them talk for enough time and I guarantee that by the end of the conversation, I am the creator of the children of the forest.

"Ah, greetings lads you all arrived in good time," I say and gesture to them to come closer" you see this circle right here, is a circle of protection if someone goes beyond it the lights go red and they start to choke, but I have to see if it works, any volunteers?" I smile innocently at them.

They step back and shake their heads some pale quite a bit, there are more soldiers around, of course, my tent is not far away from the others but maybe 3m(13ft) from other tents, soon the murmuring starts, and some soldiers trying to challenge other to pass the "magical" line or pushing they friends in the direction of my tent just to get a reaction, they are being merry and messing around but none tries to pass the line and I get once again the proof that the belief of the people is a quite useful tool to have, I don't have a spell for every situation. But if they believe I do, then I do.

After that I asked the soldiers to bring me an animal that they were planning to kill and eat, I asked for it alive of course, sometime after they brought me a chicken, I thank them and take the chicken inside and close the tent entrance, I hold the chicken by the neck pit it in front one of the paintings and cast the spell.

As I cast PROGRAMMED ILLUSION, the animal in my hand simply goes limp, dead, and the energy flows through my arm and goes into the painting I whisper "Ours is the fury" the paint glow and I see the painting move, its actors once static in action now finish they battle in a violent movement, red stones fly out of the painting, screams, shouts, sound of steel hitting steel and cheers from the soldiers behind the two combatants spread through my tent and then seconds after it turns back to the initial position and silence reigns once more, the painting is, of course, Robert Baratheon greatest moment in life, killing Prince Rhaegar Targaryen on the battle of the Trident, that and my contribution to the campaign will earn me the boon of taking the ironborn workforce, later I have to animate the other one, that will grant me lordship and maybe a tax exemption.

But now I focus on the sword, the same energy that left the chicken I can feel in the sword but a lot stronger, some internet theories that I read say that to create Valyrian steel a sacrifice is needed, which confirms that I believe, but is probably a human soul and not a chicken inside the sword, I take it in my hand and concentrate on it, the world goes silent, I spend some time looking the sword, I feel some connection to it that wasn't there before, I hear at distance "Antares" again and again, the voice gets closer and closer until I hear it screamed outside of my tent.

As I leave the tent I noticed that the sun is almost down, Lord Stark and three other men are all in front of the line that I draw on the ground.

"Lord Stark" I greet him as I pass the line"what you need of me."

"I've sent for you but my men were not able to gain your attention it seems, and they didn't want to test your line." He says looking warily at the line in the mud.

"I apologize for that, I was in a deep trance, I didn't hear much of anything really, but if you want to discuss something I give you permission to cross over," I say crossing the line again and entering the tent I quickly cover one of the paintings.

"Welcome Lord Stark to my humble abode"I make a grand gesture to present the grounds of the tent." He seems amused for a moment before he schooled his face, and looked around the tent he looks at the sword on the table and his eyebrows rise a bit, his eyes Go to the first painting, recognition, and realization, like he found the last clue to a mystery a little steel show's in his eyes as well as he looked upon the Targaryen Knight, but he smiles a bit and says.

"Now I see how you will fall on Robert's good graces he would give you a position on the small council for this."

"Ha, Antares Palestars Master of the Arcane, it does have a good ring to it, but no, if I never step in kings landing it will still be too soon." I let out a short laugh and say to him, sure it's a novelty but an entire city with a smell of shit, Nah im good.

He smiles again and says "You are wise beyond your years." His eyes go to the second painting, I finished it the night before my scout in Pike, I see a nostalgic look in his eyes, I see happiness and I see melancholy.

"I finished your gift Lord Stark, before the end of the rebellion as promised." The painting like the other three is 3m(10ft)tall, it shows Eddard's father and mother sitting in two chairs with wolf adornments all over them, Brandon by their side, in front of them on the left Benjen and Ned is on the right, on the middle, Lianna, a huge Stark banner is hanging behind the family and Ice is on Lord Stark hand the tip of the blade on the ground, it is a very realistic painting Very close to the real ones that I saw in Ned mind, he seems shook, moved even, I will take this as a big W.

"I-it is truly a kingly gift Antares, what would be your price for it" his eyes still glued on the painting.

"It would not be a gift if I get paid for it, but if you want to recompense me let me make a painting of you and your own family, so you can hang it by the side of this one." I really enjoyed painting, I always enjoyed creating new things but never really had a talent for it, now I will let my imagination flow, it also helps that he is the Warden of the North, soon the king will also own one of my paintings, it will make it be a status thing to own one of my paintings, it will make it expensive as well.

After the gifts were given, Lord Stark told the purpose of his coming.

"I have something to ask you Antares, a mission if you will" he stopped for a moment before he continues" I want you to go and find the Greyjoy children, the young ones, I know what will happen when a wall is breached and the men pour into a keep, and I would like to spare them from it." He proposes" I know very well you can come and go easily into the fortress, so if you could go ahead and keep them unharmed I would be very grateful."

He didn't do that in the original timeline, well he didn't have the option, but he seems different, disturbed.

"I can certainly do that." I nod and I take the pipe out of my sachel and put some leaves and light it up then I look him in the eyes, I cast detect thoughts" though I must ask, you seem sure that something bad will happen" as I direct his thoughts with my question I look into his mind, I see two children dead on the stone cold floor, dark hair is pretty obvious that is Yasha and Theon, another flash is appearing in his mind another two children this time with white hair, mutilated bodies in front of the iron throne, then he waked up, is he just feeling guilty or is that a magic dream as the ones Bran have.

"I have a... Bad feeling about it, but if you will deal with the situation, then I will rest more peacefully" he says then he gets up to leave he stops and look at the sword on the table, he says" that is Nightfall the valiryan steel sword of House Harlaw, well it was, if anyone questions you about the ownership tell them that I let you keep it as a reward for your services." He told me.

I smile " thank you, Lord Stark I appreciate your assistance on the matter, I will take the painting to your tent later" he nods and walks out.

Two days after that we see the sails of the Southron navy on the horizon and a couple of hours after we see a big number of horsemen approach the camp, the banners of the Baratheon held high and proudly on the flags and painting on the shield of many, the king has arrived.

The king went directly to speak with Lord Stark in the command tent but the little I saw of him I can see why he is an inspiring commander at least, his massive like a bull, muscled, and has a thick black beard he is very tall as well, taller than me at least by his side I can see a man of semblance with the king but a very sour face he also wears the Baratheon colors, that is, of course, the one and only Stannis the Mannis, huh when Shireen gets greyscale I don't remember really but I must keep my ears open for when it happens, healing her will earn me some points with him.

After the stags come with their detachment I, of course, got a little more occupied, new people, new diseases, and new wounds, I became the de facto leader of all the healers around here, they can't heal something they ask me for instructions, a disease spreading a wound festering I was the solution for all problems, the system I implemented in the northern army of washing on the sea and have the cooks have to be clean to cook gave some good results, fewer people sick around maybe I will be able to make them wash regularly outside of war someday.

Three more days, the king spend just feasting, in the third day of it Lord Stark called me and told me he would introduce me to the king, well I did go to the feast prepared I took the painting(covered)and let it outside of the big kingly tent where the feast where happening, okay breath deeply put on the game face, let's do this.

Inside the tent were pretty much all the lords on the island, all the northern lords that participated in the rebellion and the Stormlords were drinking singing, and shouting, as soon as we entered a voice boomed from the other end of the tent.

"NED COME HERE, I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU." shouted the already drunk, king of the seven kingdoms, Ned looked at me and said.

"I will call for you in a moment, let me talk to him beforehand."

"I will wait for your call then, I see Umber trying to drink the Stormlord's under the table, I will see if he needs help." I smile and walk in the direction of Umber, drinking and screaming, I hear Ned's voice behind my back.

"Try not to drink too much you will need your wits if you want to talk with the king, but knowing him, he will appreciate you more if you are drunk as he is." He says with a sigh and walks to the king.

Umber made good on his promise of sharing his drink with me because that is what he did every day after that siege, I always had a place on his table and it was at his table that we became friends and I discovered that I can drink for days, is really hard for me to get drunk, which is good but not really.

When I arrived they give the drinking a pause and were exchanging jests and insults with one another's.

I put an arm around Jon's tall shoulders and say smiling.

"If a good joke is what you want, all you need to do is ask Jon here to pull his pants down."

"Antares y-you, Burp, piece of shit, I challenge you to a drink competition." oh yes, he's totally wasted, his speech is slurry and he looks like he will fall over any moment, to be fair there are at least three lords passed out on the table, so he already drinked at least three man worth of alcohol.

"Maybe later my friend I just came here to insult you and I will be gone in a minute really" I squeeze his shoulder.

"Fuck you," he says lowly, looks like he's going to vomit at any moment.

"And you are?" one of Stormlord's asked.

"Antares Palestars my lord, a pleasure to meet you on this fine evening" I bow dramatically to the lord.

"I don't remember ever hearing about house Palestars" he lightly frowns.

"well it doesn't exist here yet but it will change soon." I smile.

"you seen quite sure about it, is not every dirty peasant that can turn into a lord you know, what did you do to deserve such an honor."

"Antares here took the Tanley keep by himself, and open the gates of orkmont castle," said Jorah, who approached me with a drink, I smile at him and take the drink.

"Why thank you lord Mormont, very kind of you, but about the dirty peasant comment, "I turn back to the Stormlord" when was the last time YOU washed?" I smile as he starts to turn red, he opens his mouth but gets interrupted by Lord Stark.

"Antares come, Robert will speak with you now," he says in his nonsense way.

"Of course, Lord Stark who we are to leave the king waiting, my lords" I do a mocking bow to the Stormlord and leave with Ned as we started walking he says

"making friends I see."

"all the time, Lord Stark, all the time." As we approach the king I look at his company, two Men with fine armor and white capes, One of them is an older man, with white hair and a beard he's tall and has piercing blue eyes, ser Barristan the bold no douth, the other has green eyes and blonde hair and an irritating smirk Jaime fucking Lannister, quite obvious, between then sits the king now looking closer he's starting to show signs of his fat future self but still fit enough for his hammer im sure.

"Robert this is the man I talked with you about"

"Your Grace" I bow and look at Robert.

"You should kneel before the king," said the Lannister.

I ignore Jaime and keep looking at Robert, his lips lightly going up, points earned.

"So my Warden of the North told me about your sploits, two keep falling in less than a week thanks to you, impressive, how did you manage that?"

"Oh, he kept that part for himself, did he?" I look at ned and he smiles

"Far from me to ruin such a surprise"

"Okay you two, what the fuck is the secret you keeping." Say, Robert, I can sense his amusement though.

"Well, I have no intention of hiding my gift, Magic, your grace im a powerful mage" Jaime scoff, Barristan tenses, huh why that, Robert frow a little.

"I don't believe you but I can give you the benefits of the doubt since Ned vouched for you, prove your ma-" the tall chair he was in started to float in the air, I turn and use minor illusion to make a stag of stormy clouds and an ice wolf chase each other in the air of the tent they pass through under the tables and in front of the king.

Silence is what follows, in the entirety of the tent eyes widen and gasps and murmurs start to form the northern lords have that smirk of someone who knew about the prank before it happened, BAM, the chair the king is sitting in falls on the ground once again startling everyone, I smile and say

"I don't believe I introduced myself, let me correct that."I bow lightly once more" Antares Palestars Druid of the old gods, healer, and master of the Arcane."

"So let me get it, HICK, straight you made the guy piss himself just entering the room," the king asked as he drank from a tankard, he was starting to get

really drunk, and Ned was listening to the story beside him, there were others around listening as well.

"Well yes, but to be fair with him he saw me kill like 60 men before I got to him" the king laughed and said

"Where the fuck were you during our rebellion" he drank deeply from his tankard Lord Stark then said.

"Well, what do you think, he certainly earned a reward for his astonishing feats."

"AYE, HICK he did, I Robert Baratheon of many fucking titles bestow with the title Lord the Palestars family."

The fuck, wait is that it, no ceremony just get up and say someone is a lord and they are, sure he's the king but shit, I didn't even show him the painting yet.

"Huuh, I thank you, my king, for such an honor and I have a gift for you on this wonderful night." I go outside and bring in the painting still covered.

I put it in the middle of the tent in front of all the presents is a big painting, I snap my fingers and the covering falls revealing the painting.

The king and everyone fell silent observing the painting, I could see the fire in Baratheon's blue eyes, a smile showing on his face like he remembered something real found to him, he probably did, the battlefield, he raised from his chair and come closer observing the painting with a fascination that I didn't see in his eyes before.

"Yes that is the kind of gift I can appreciate, I won't have to dream of this moment every night anymore"

" Actually this is only half the gift, if you recite your house words the fun part will happen."

"Ours is the fury," he says with ferocity while smiling like a child, silence and then from the painting came the sound of battle and cheers as Painting Robert high in his horse moves and brings his Warhammer to Rhaegar's chest, the dragon prince flies out of his horse as two Rubys fly off the painting and make a shattering sound as the fall to the ground and turn into sparks, the soldiers start to call Roberts name, while the real Roberts look moved by the painting is probably the best gift he ever received, a way to his glorious past, the painting goes back in its natural way after that.

"You can do that every 10 minutes," I say to him and then lower" I have another painting that will certainly interest you, but it would be best if only you see it, but since you're the king the lord commander might come as well." He looks like he got somber just by excitement, his presence seems more enthusiastic as well.

"I- sure is in your tent?" He says still looking at the painting, how interesting, his reaction is just like Ned, the reason for the fascination with the paintings is different yet so similar both looking at something they lost and wish back.

"Yes, you may see it later if you wish, I will be going now your grace" that went well, I say my goodbye to those who I care enough to give, and promise to talk about arranging the making of some paintings to a lot of lords and leave.

When the night came I found myself sitting on a bonfire with some soldiers close to my tent, the soldiers that are my "neighbors" took my promotion as a reason to commemorate so im here singing and drinking with them for now, feels surprisingly nice to be here.

As the night passes I see the ones I've been waiting for, Robert and Barristan approach my tent, I get up say some farewells to the soldiers, and go in their directions

"Your Grace, ser Barristan, I believe I know why you're here come, I gave both permissions to pass" they look at me strangely and are a little insulted by i giving permission to them, and I smile.

"Is a magical line" I point to their feet" if you cross without permission the consequence are... Unpleasant."

"I see, it looks like an ordinary line though," said the knight.

"That is the best part, nobody expects to die by crossing a line in the mud, come inside."

As they enter the king focus on the covered painting but Barristan looks all around for any danger.

"Well let's see the painting then." Said the king losing his patience, I pull the cover, and the eyes of the king widen.

"Lyanna."


REFLEXIONES DE LOS CREADORES
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Hey still alive, been traveling and working, so you know, sorry for the delay.

so question time, how much would you ask for a 3m realistic painting, and how much for a magical one(in golden dragons of course)?

got any Names for a black sword?

any suggestion on what he will recive in the Wall?

Anyways I decide that I will put some homebrew in the mix just for fun, so you might not know all the spells that will show up.

Hope you all like the chapter and as usual any thoughts, suggestions and corrections please leave in the comment.

Capítulo 10: Ending a Rebellion

"She is as beautiful as the day I lost her," he said then he looked at me" is she magic as well?"

"The she-wolf of the North," I say, and the portrait starts to move, she gives a smile, not a restrained and small one like the ladies of the south are thought to give, no hers is almost feral and wild, and then she laughs, surprisingly melodic and pleasant.

"Gods, oh Lianna" Robert tears up.

"We will give you some time" I nod to Barristan and we leave the tent, outside I take from my satchel my pipe and put some herbs in it, and smoke some relaxing herbs

"Wanna try" I offer the pipe.

"No, I thank you my lord but I must remain attentive to all." He says seriously.

"Ah, a true knight of the king's guard indeed."

Some minutes pass and I ask if Barristan has any tales to tell, he of course has and we spend a good half an hour just talking, after that the king calls us back inside.

He is inside sitting on one of my chairs in front of the painting his eyes red from crying, none of us mention it, of course, he looks at me and says.

"What you want, a place in the small council, land, gold, a Royal marriage, say your price." Heh, hook sink and liner.

"I want to take the ironborn Thrall's if the Royal fleet can transport them to the north even better, and if is not asking too much an exemption from taxes for a period, just enough to develop my new lands wherever they may be, let's say 10 year's." If I am not wrong he will die 9 years from now and after that, I will make the north independent, so I will never pay taxes to the iron throne, and 10 years is not that long.

"Done" Is almost too easy, knowledge is the most dangerous of weapons.

"I thank you profoundly, your grace, and if you need a new Painting, healing, magic, or counsel I will always be a message away." I bow to him." I will move the painting to your ship, and let us keep this painting between us it would make it awkward if lord Stark found out about it don't you agree?" He cringes a little.

"Aye, it's for the best," he says

After that he leaves with his knight and I transport the painting to his flagship and then I return to my tent and my sword, after I spent that time concentrating on it I feel, a connection you could say with her, it is in the table still, I look at it and pull with telekinesis, it flies to my hand, oh yes now we talking, I pull Her out of the scabbard and look at her, Eldritch night, yeah I have no talent for names, but fuck it I have a flying, indestructible always sharp black sword.

The next day lord Stark send for me, and I put Eldritch night on my hip and follow the squire, as usual, Starchaser is flying around, as I arrived the lord's around looked at me, this time just the northern are there, some of them smile and greet me others make a sour face, I direct myself to lord Stark who is sitting behind a table and bow lightly.

"Lord Stark you sent for me"

"Yes, Lord Palestars we shall decide where in the north you will lord over." He says for all to hear." The decision will be mine but as a decision that will affect the north as a whole, its lords may give their opinion on the matter as well."

"Well, the gift is empty and you were planning to repopulate the area no?" said Lord Karstark.

"Aye, but it also is crawling with fucking wildlings, we would have to patrol the land and protect the small folk of Antares till he trains a force to protect himself, Besides he told us he can make any land give fruit so maybe a land less fertile than the gift would be more beneficial" Umber put his opinion as well.

"Skagos?" Said a Lord in the back.

"The skagosi are probably the worse the north has to offer, cannibals, and let us be fair that island is part of the North in name only, when was the last time any of you received a skagosi lord in your halls, they don't have crows so we can't even message them." Lord Manderly interceded.

"What about the Moat." Said the quiet man beside lord Stark, he has a bronze brochure holding his cape in a form of a lizard lion, must be a Reed.

"It is quite the strategic localization for the north to let in the hands of an unknown is a risk and the southern lords wouldn't like us rebuilding Moat Cailin, it sends the wrong message." Said, lord Bolton

"If you're worried about the Palestars betraying the north the moat is actually the best location, he would be surrounded by the Flint's and the Dustins in the west the Reeds in the South, the Manderlys and Locke in the east and the Cerwyn and Starks on the north." Lord Mormont argued.

"His magic could help the land as well and it would be a lot closer to Winterfell, if the southern lord's get upset about it you could always tell them to fuck themselves, in our lands only the king has a fucking say about it." Lord Glover enters the conversation

I decided to enter the conversation at this moment.

" I broke a deal with the king, he will let me take the ironborn workforce and the Royal fleet will help the transportation, but if they have to travel to the shivering sea to reach Skagos the deal might change, is a long way after all, but it is the Moat, they can take the Saltspear and leave the small folk in the doors of the Moat practically," I said

"You convinced the king to let you take ironborn Thrall's and use the Royal fleet, when the fuck you did that and why didn't I hear about it," Umber said from his chair.

"I did it while you were drunk."

"That doesn't narrow it down and you know it."

Everyone laughed at his response, well Bolton didn't but fuck him.

"Jest aside I broke this agreement last night you were not the only one outside the loop," I say to him.

"Them, I believe it's decided, Moat Cailin will be under the rulership of House Palestars from now onwards." He stands up and points to the map" from Saltspear to the bite, everything west of the White knife and east of Dustin's land is under House Palestars control, its people will be your people from now on, you will be responsible for caring, protecting and feeding your people, you will be responsible for dispatch justice when necessary,do you take this privilege and burden?." He says with authority.

"Yes Lord Warden Stark I accept the privilege the responsibility and the burden, I and my descendants shall treat our people with justice and fairness, we shall feed all, care for them and defend them with our life if necessary"I bow with a hand in my chest.

"Then rise a Lord of the North" he clasps hands with me and smiles, umber comes, slaps my back hard, and says.

"Pretty speech worthy of a princess, did you practice?"

"Pfff, I pull that out of my ass," I say smiling he laughs loudly Other lords come and welcome me into the fold, others don't, but as I said many times today, fuck them, we celebrate for while but we go our separate ways early than usual because tomorrow we end this rebellion.

The armies of the North and the Stormlands are forming in front of the gates of castle Pike it's a very intimidating sight from the walls, I would know, im looking at it from the walls,im on top of one of the towers of the gatehouse as a crow, I see the Greyjoy soldiers running from one side to another in the wall, caring arrows and rocks, some are boiling water, they're getting ready, oh those poor fools.

My mission is to open the gate first then I go to the Greyjoy children and on the way, I suicide Euron down the stairs, sounds good, simple, easy to remember, yeah good plan.

The controls of the gate are inside of the gatehouse(duh) is a room with two doors one on each opposing side, each leading to a side of the wall, there are at least 100 guys on the wall, and more in the area behind the wall, so if my atrocious math is correct 300 here and more on the keep, ok I can do this.

I fly inside the gatehouse, 20 guys are inside boiling water to throw down the murder holes and checking the crossbows and arrows, doing their jobs in general, the doors are open, but I see there are heavy bars to block them in case of the enemy scale the wall, nice.

I go to the back of the room and turn back into my human form, something cool I learned is Eldritch night transforms with me, so she is in my hip, well she was, as soon as I turn back she flies into a guy back and impales him, using my telekinesis a close the doors shut, the bars fall in place and is just me and them.

They, of course, charge me, but I have a spell ready for the situation, a thumb size fire wisp flies into the middle of the room, it implodes and then explodes filling everywhere with fire, I didn't think this through.

As the fire reach my beautiful self I use control flames to hold it at bay, I took some nasty burns on my hands for my stupidity but when I look at these charcoals in front of me, I feel like I got off easy, I need a fucking healing spell, I have to write it down.

After the explosion, the ironborn soldiers might, just might, have noticed something was wrong with the gatehouse, that's why these concerned Reavers started axing down the doors, I cast a wall of fire on one of the doors and have Eldritch night stab though the door the guy on the other side, so the son of whore will stop that for now, and the next guy will think twice before getting close to the door.

So the draw bridge is down leaving the portcullis that im raising now and then the fucking gate, in the movies this shit is a lot faster and I am using fucking magic to raise it, those fucking burns hurt man.

BAM a fucking goat head took down the door on the left, of course, they have a battering ram in here because fuck me that's why, from my hands, another wisp of fire fly's this time out the door, I hear the boom the fire entering the door and the screams, the smell is starting to get overwhelming, two more reavers enter the gatehouse, they don't learn, Eldritch night fly's to the first guy and Slash in a diagonal, he block but it's a normal sword against a valyrian steel one with the strength of telekinesis, the guy gets fruit ninjed, from the shoulder to the hip, clean cut the second one loses his head for his trouble, is starting to get full here, but the fucking portcullis is open.

I leave the gatehouse and see first the ironborn burned by my fireball but further in the wall a lot ironborns are riddled with arrows, I look from the wall and see that the armies have advanced and are skirmishing with the defenders, strong booms are sounding under my feet, a battering ram is on the gate, good I don't have to do everything, I call night back to my scabbard and transform into a crow, time to kill the crow's eye.

I fly through the halls of the ironborn keep, soldiers run to the gates, and Thrall's run away from that direction, but not a sign of my prey anywhere, I look over the great hall where the black throne is and the nobles are united but I don't fucking see him, I see Baelon sitting on his ugly chair what is left of his sons, but no Euron, fuck.

"Aeron, go fetch Theon and Asha, bring them here," Baelon said in a sour tone.

Sigh, that is my cue I guess, he probably going to their quarters, I fly ahead of him to reach them first.

CHANGE OF POV: Asha Greyjoy

"Please, my prince come here, we are not supposed to leave your quarters," said Ilia our milkmaid and caretaker.

"But im a Greyjoy im supposed to be fighting not hiding here, with the womans." He whined

Asha just shakes her head, how someone she's related with could be so whi- a Knock on the door.

"My prince, move away from the door please" as Theon got away from the door, Illia open the door, a tall man was there, taller than her uncle and father, he has fire-red hair and blue eyes that might look green depending the direction you look, he is quite odd, too colorful, I never saw him before either.

"Why, hello there." he smiles "I came to take the prince and princess to their father." He looks at us smiling, I don't trust him.

"And who you are," I ask him

"Oh, my, where are my manners" he gives a mockery bow" I am Antares Palestars Lord of Moat Cailin, druid, healer, and master of the Arcane." Illia tries to close the door in his face but is stopped in the middle like something is blocking it.

"Nononono please leave us alone" Ilia cried ran to us and took us both in an embrace, the door gently closed behind him, fear already took Illia and my brother that can't even make a sound, pale and shaking in Ilia's arms.

"I am no liar, I have the intention to take the children to their father, the gates have been breached and the castle has been invaded, I'm just here to guarantee your safety on the way"

I look at him he only has a sword, no armor and is alone how is he supposed to protect us, I don't know what Arcane is but if I never heard of it can't be that useful, maybe I could get rid of him with my dagger.

"No, you can't young Princess, but I find it adorable that you think you can." My blood freezes he smiles at me, the fear that was absent till now is starting to worm its way into me, but suddenly something hit the door heavily three times.

"Open the door woman I'm here to take the prince and princess to the king." Screamed a voice from the other side, the door opened by itself and uncle Aeron enter enters look around, and find the Northern, he immediately pulled his sword and flew to the ceiling, a sorcerer that is why he is Alone, I start to shake.

CHANGE POV: ANTARES PALESTARS

"Aeron, while you are up there answer me a question, where is Euron" I already have to detect thoughts up, I see him talking with Euron but is fuzzy and the sound is drowned down, he has a confused mind but all I have to do is go deeper, I pull the

Candles change they fire color, flash my eyes, I say"Submit" and delve deep into his mind.

I see a conversation between Balon and Euron, Euron talk about how he dreamed about being burned alive by a red star and only the cold sea water would save him, Balon mock Euron calling him a superstitious idiot, Aeron believe is a sign, and the next day they're informed that Euron jumped off one of the towers into the sea, I leave his mind.

Fuck, fucking piece of shit of course he escaped, I'm not stupid enough to believe he died, sigh, fuck.

I am really tired of the iron islands, what a shitty place.

"Come, we head for the great hall" I turn to them they are Very scared now, looking at uncle, I look back to Aeron, arms wide open, in the ceiling bleeding from the eyes and ears, I look at the children, yep that's trauma, oh well.

"Move or I will make you" that put them on their feet and walking, Aeron float with us, I drop every ironborn on the way easily enough and then we arrive at the great hall.

Inside of it was all that was left of the rebellion a handful of lords and soldiers, let's try the diplomatic approach.

"Lord Baelon the gates have fallen, it's only a question of time for the king's soldiers to arrive here, surrender now and spare us all the time." My voice boomed through the hall a lot louder since I am using thaumaturgy.

"Kill him" yelled Victarion, Eldritch night was already on the face of the first guard that approached, it took six other dead guards for Balon to intervene

"Enough it's clear that we Will not be able to kill him" he looks at me up and down" what is your price, lordship, land whatever the stag is paying you I double it, hell take my daughter to be your rock wife." He offers.

I look at the nine years old girl behind me, what the actual fuck, this guy is not right in the head, I approach.

"I'm fine where I stand, thank you." I disarm Victorian and levitate Balon out of the throne and throw him down the hall but before that, I take the ugly wooden crown, and in front of everyone it burns.

Sometime after soldiers start to pour into the great hall.

"Ah, your Grace, Lord Stark you took the scenic route I see." I smile, I am in front of the black throne, on my right are Asha and Theon with the milkmaid, and on the left are Victorian, Aeron, and Balon with a broken nose, the others ironborn around the hall were on their knees, i used this time to bandage my burned hands as well.

I go to Robert and Ned, "your grace, Lord Warden, Pike is yours" I pull the Greyjoy and force them to kneel.

"Your Rebellion is over Balon." He hit the hammer on the ground.


REFLEXIONES DE LOS CREADORES
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And just like that the rebellion ended, the next chapters will be probably about land development, do you prefer to have a small time Skip or not.

i than thank all your comments and suggestions they help a lot.

what you think he will receive when he reach the wall?

should he rename the Moat,if so what name, what kind of agriculture would be the best in the neck.

Hope you all like the chapter and as usual any thoughts, suggestions, or corrections please leave them in the comment.

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