Capítulo 40: Chapter 40
Back in Kings Landing the melee tournament had started and was half way over. The final forty participants had made it past selections and tomorrow would be the final day. Sansa and the girls had returned safely after having a long discussion with Justicar Julia Celeste, they did answer some questions but were very careful with what they gave away. As the conversation continued the Sand sisters didn't like the unknown woman since it seemed she had an interest in Cyrus, but what kind of interest they couldn't tell since her face was hidden behind the helm.
After getting back Sansa and Arya went to their parents and told them about what happened. After hearing that some woman was asking about their son claiming to be from the same order of paladin he had mentioned in his description of the Burning Legion, they took note of her description so they could try to locate her the following day.
Ned knew something was up earlier in the day, he had witnessed a few strange events from his seat that day. Most surrounded around the Queen and Grand Maester Pycelle. He had seen subtle signals they were giving around, he had also noticed the City Guard. They were stationed differently from the beginning of the tournament, each day worse than the last. Had he not paid close attention from the start he wouldn't have noticed anything.
Now after hearing his daughters were attacked he knew someone was moving in the shadows targeting them. He wasn't worried, he was angry that someone would target his daughters. He had a few suspicions but wasn't sure who, and after discussing it with his wife they both agreed it had to be either Joffrey or the Septon. No other party would be dumb enough to try to harm their girls. The only two that could've handled the consequences had they succeeded would be the Royal family and the church, at least that's what they thought.
So Ned decided it was time to fill Robert in on his children. That would get rid of two of his issues but not with the High Septon, that would be much more difficult due to many in the south worship the Seven.
Having Arya go find Myrcella and Tommen so that he could have Cyrus portal them to Winterfell for their safety, Ned made plans for the next day. He called a few Stark men to add to where they were sitting, he noticed the movements of the City Guard toward where they sat with Robert.
That night when Cyrus arrived he was quickly grabbed by his father and brought up to speed, by the time Ned finished Arya returned with Myrcella and Tommen. It was much easier than she had imagined it to be.
What they didn't know was that Joffrey and Cersei were in a private meeting, they were setting up the new succession and planning their coupé for tomorrow.
Seeing Cyrus, Myrcella went red up to her ears. She had a big crush on him since that day he gave her the gift, she cherished the mechanical duck he gave her and never went anywhere without both of his creations. It had irritated Cersei like no other, she knew her daughter was smitten with Cyrus and she hated it. She had tried to take it from her but after the duck shocked her she tried having a guard take it, but the result was the same. It defended itself as long as Myrcella didn't want it taken it didn't allow it, it was very combat efficient.
Cyrus had noticed it but ignored it and didn't tease her like he wanted, his mother was right there so he figured next time. He wasn't oblivious to her or the other girls, he just wasn't sure how to handle which. He was at the age where hormones were kicking, but he has had quite a few distractions that have helped keep him in check but having Alexstrasza following him around now definitely wasn't helping.
After opening the portal to Winterfell at the amazement of both Myrcella and Tommen, it was their first time seeing a portal. Arya and Sansa decided they would stay in Winterfell to play with Myrcella, which shortly after the Sand sisters also decided to go.
Cyrus knew they just wanted to class Myrcella up and go raiding beyond the wall, he didn't mind as long as they took their [S.A.V.I.O.R] with them. He then thought he may need to make a few more.
After the girls left Cyrus informed his father of his run in with his uncle Edric on Lys, Ned was shocked to learn of his living distant relative and of the curse. When he told him of the curse Ned really had to think about everything, while Ned wrestled with this new information Cyrus finally remembered that simple metal crown he got from the Night King. Pulling out the crown from his bag and placing it on the table, without even needing to say anything Ned jumped out of his seat wide eyed in shock.
"W-where did you get this son?" Ned asked still in shock at seeing the crown he knew all too well.
"Well I kinda fought and killed the Night King and he had it. Why? What is it and why do I feel a familiarity to it? I've never seen or heard such a thing." Cyrus asked inquiringly, he wanted to know what it was.
Staring at the crown for a few minutes he finally answered, "Well this all but confirmed the tales. You wouldn't have known about that crown unless you were heir or Lord of Winterfell. That is the Crown of Winter, last worn by our ancestor Brandon Stark. If you paid attention to Old Nan's stories she had pointed to the fact that the Night King was one of ours, he was a Stark before he became the Night King. He was Brandon Stark, the last one seen wearing the crown. It was thought lost and a replica was created, but since Torrhen Stark bent the knee we were no longer kings so the throne and crown were hidden away. The throne was lost and it was assumed the northerners who chose exile took it, but from what you've told me that isn't true." Ned explained as he stared at the crown, he too felt the magic in the crown and the sense of familiarity.
Ned finally picked up the crown and put it into his bag that Cyrus gave him, they were a big hit with all the Lords and Ladies. Carrying 40 items in a bag no matter the size or weight came in handy. After they discussed what they would do the next day, and Cyrus showing the chest that contained the abomination he caught they went to bed.
As they slept, the Lich King was well aware of the trapped abomination. In fact he wanted Cyrus to do exactly what he did, before Cyrus captured the abomination the Lich King had used his ability to sacrifice the captured abomination so that he would be able to change the creature into one of his more powerful generals. He knew Cyrus would need to bring the realm together and to do so he would need proof to back up his words. So he waited patiently for the right time, now he felt the time for his first attack on the realms was ready.
The next morning the finals for the melee were about to begin, there were forty men on the stage to compete in a battle royale. Cyrus was now seated with Robb and his parents, Ned had invited Oberyn and Ellaria to sit with them since both their daughters were absent. He felt something was going to happen so he had all his allies set up and told to be prepared for anything.
As the battle started, Cyrus watched each knight closely, especially Jaime, Barristan, Thoros and the Clegane brothers. As he watched he also felt he was being watched. Looking in the direction it was coming from he froze up.
'Shit what is she doing here.' Cyrus thought incredulously.
He saw Justicar Julia Celeste, he didn't recognize the name until he saw the armor. When his parents told him about her they only said Julia, had they included the Justicar title it along with last name he would've linked him to her. She was staring right at him, her mana was on the verge of becoming chaotic. He quickly turned away trying to think what she was doing here. 'Damn it, now I can't toss out the Abomination or else she will think I'm the current Lich King.'
Cyrus was no longer paying attention to the fights, he was trying to think how to handle the situation now.
He could feel her eyes boring into him, he definitely didn't want to have to fight her. Holy paladins were a pain to kill, even more so than a Protection specialized one. Paladins who specialized in healing were tough to interrupt, most of their healing spells were faster than other healing classes and they healed themselves even when healing others. So even if you attack them they can keep themselves as well as another up easily.
After three hours the battle finally came to a close, it had come down to Barristan and Thoros with Barristan just barely losing. The crowd cheering is what brought Cyrus out of his thoughts, and hearing the announcer proclaim the end of the tournament and the winners Cyrus look back to the chest. Seeing the chest beginning to shake a really bad feeling began to come over him, then he felt it, an evil that shouldn't be here or at least south of the wall.
Then a thought came to mind, a really bad thought. He knew right then that he fucked up, he played right into the Lich Kings hands. He didn't even pay attention to what was happening with the tourney, he didn't hear the calls for the King to cede the throne to his heir.
He was too focused on just what the Lich King did, but when he saw his chest shatter he knew there was no more waiting. Cyrus jumped up and shouted to the crowd.
"HURRY AND LEAVE NOW. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE RUN!"
Cyrus jumped off the balcony they were sitting and onto the stage. Quickly he equipped his strongest gear. Upon seeing him suddenly having a full set of gear appear on him, one that shined a radiant holy aura and a weapon that looked just as magnificent stunned the crowd. But when everyone saw him get ready to fight they didn't know what was going on, City Guards began to surround him ready to fight.
But Cyrus paid them no mind, he was sweating from what was coming. He watched a dark portal open in the sky above the stage, a scream sounded then other people began to follow where Cyrus was looking and saw the dark portal. Panic began, even the City Guards started to shake so much their armor was clinking. Then a large four headed skeletal creature came down out of the portal holding a large bone axe.
"Shit it's Lord Marrowgar, damn this is going to hurt." Cyrus really was not liking this at all.
Lord Marrowgar was a guardian in Icecrown Citadel the lair of the Lich King. He was pieced together from the bones of thousands of heroes by the Lich King. [Bone Storm] and [Bone Spike Graveyard] were his two trademark attacks.
[Bone Storm] was an area of effect attack that hurt the closer you are, then [Bone Spike Graveyard] was just a bone spike that bleeds you for 10% your health per second for 5 minutes. [Coldflame] was another attack which was a line of flames he fired out then [Bone Slice] which is what hurts unless you have some help to mitigate it.
'I have 10 min till he goes into enrage, I'm done for if that happens.' Cyrus thought as he got ready for some pain.
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