Capítulo 5: Ch 5 Is This Filler?
[Highgarden, Pearl Wing Baths]
"Finally....Whew...." I exhaled before closing my eyes and relaxing for a few long minutes as the hot water soothed my sore muscles and energized my tired body. . .
[Half An Hour Later]
I stood in front of a body sized mirror and stared at myself closely, The first chance to get a good look at myself since no mirror had been good enough to make out any detail until now.
"Certainly an improvement....A bit more pretty than handsome for now i guess..." I spoke while touching my smooth skinned chiseled face.
I had three very distinctive features and a hidden one which seemed to be a result of my hybrid genetics, The first was my ghostly white hair which seemed the color of bleached bones.
Next most distinctive thing was my eyes. "Glowing Golden Vipers Eyes....Not Bad work Theda But They Terrify The Hoes...." I spoke while deeply impressed with his work even if it had a downside.
Next most noticeable were my ears, slightly pointed at the tips....Nothing which would make me seem like an elf but certainly a distinctive feature.
After that was something which I'd noticed the first time I ate, My upper and lower canines were now very slightly sharper and longer than a normal person, nothing that would be an issue but still a noticeable difference compared to a normal man.
"Certainly a heartbreaker eh Tir?" I asked my blade which was now hanging comfortable around my waist.
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Soon enough I finished dressing the the clothes provided by The Tyrells which consisted of an embroidered gray tunic with black rose embroidery and damask topped with a small gold rose pin on the lapel.
My lower clothing consisted of black leather pants over white silk long johns, and on my feet a fine polished pair of leather boots all topped with an embroidered velvet cloak in the same style as my tunic.
"Like a million bucks.....Or Stags shall i say haha." I spoke with great excitement since this was without a doubt the nicest set of clothes I'd worn even including my past life.
I soon left the Bath and made my way back to the room which i'd been assigned.
It was then that I spotted a plain looking maid at my front door with a worried look on her face.
When she saw me walking up I saw surprise in her eyes.
"My Lord! I've Lost the clothe....Wait....." The maid started speaking but soon stopped when she realized I was already bathed and dressed in the fine clothes which she'd gone through the trouble of selecting.
"I...How did you get them Mi Lord, And how'd you know where the bath was?" She asked out of confusion.
"Oh, another maid took me." I spoke but she shook her head.
"Mi lord I'm the only maid authorized to attend you....No one else is even allowed in this wing during your stay..." The brunette maid spoke with a bit of trepidation in her voice, she was certain to be punished by the head maid if word got out that she didn't do her job properly on the one duty where a hundred golden dragons were on the line.
I noticed the maid quickly panicking.
"Hey, relax....I'm clean and dressed right? What's the difference if it was by your hand or another maid?" I asked her with a smile while trying not to remember the uppity maids jiggly ass in the back of my mind.
The plain girl grumbled a bit before finally acquiescing.
'Hmm, if that uppity bitch wasn't a maid then who could it have been?' I wondered to myself before stepping into the room, I noticed the plain maid stood at the edge of the doorway but didn't know whether to go or stay.
"What?" I asked after looking at the plain faced girl.
"W...Well...I....I was erm....Tasked with 'attending' you Mi Lord.." She spoke a bit sheepishly.
I stopped for a moment before looking over at the pretty young maid, she had a very plain jane look to her which entranced me incomprehensibly.
I took a few steps towards her and saw how she froze as if a deer in headlights....Standing a foot away I reached out and grabbed a handful of her sleek straight brown hair and gave it a whiff.
'Such a clean bright smell, nothing like that uppity bitch' I thought to myself for a little while before letting her hair go.
She had her eyes wide as saucers and those white cheeks slowly turned more and more flushed.
I wanted this girl...but only if I got to keep her
"Do you think the lord and lady are awake right now?" I asked the girl.
She thought about it for only a moment before nodding her pretty head.
"Lady Olenna Should Be My Lord." She spoke softly.
"Good, Go ask them If I get to keep you for myself after I deflower you." I spoke and turned her around before giving her bum a light slap.
She jolted slightly from the light slap and her face was blushing like a tomato as the entrancing maid disappeared down the hall.
"I didn't know I liked them like that." I spoke to Tir before heading to the bed and sitting down and taking my boots off before climbing onto the bed while awaiting the pretty maid to return with her response. . .
[Elsewhere]
"S...Ser A..Aestorius W...Wishes to know if...If he can keep me a...after he...After he...." Emlyn tried to speak out but found herself unable to say the words.
Luckily Lady Olenna who had been busy writing letters had no time or care.
"Oh stop your yammering girl before you give me a headache, I will write an edict that you are now a servant of House Drakkon....Let's Hope you pop out a few viper eyed Bastards before too long now shoo shoo and leave me be." Olenna spoke after scribbling some words down on a parchment.
signing at the bottom with Luthor's signature and stamping it with her husbands Seal, not that he minded.
Before long Emlyn had rushed back out of the room with a bow.
Olenna was left seated upon her desk while staring where the maid had been.
"Oh Aestorius.....Why Did You Reject My Mina And Accept That Peasant.....My Mina Is Prettier Too....Hmmm...." Olenna spoke to herself.
She planned for her daughter to go to his chambers after she'd been called the "Prettiest Maid" Most normal men would not refuse and she'd be impregnated.
The Plan was to use her impregnation as an excuse to cancel the wedding with Lord Redwyne, She had been betting that her new Sorcerer would ask for a trial by combat if any issues arose and come out even more famous than before.....But now that avenue was closed after he asked to choose the maid and didn't sucumb to Mina's wiles after meeting her.
"Why cant things go as planned?" Olenna thought to herself with a sigh but her low spirits were soon raised as she thought of another surefire scheme.
Down the hall Emlyn moved nervously though the hall while holding her new scroll closely, She really hoped that her new "Lord" wasn't a horrible person like most lords were, and although his eyes had scared her initially she could feel that he wasn't actually a bad person.
Eventually she reached the Pearl Wing where Ser Aestorius stayed, Far more than was necessary for a single guest.
Upon reaching the door she stopped at took a long minute to compose herself, It wasn't every night that a woman lost her purity and she hoped tonight wouldn't hurt as much as the other maids had said theirs had.
"You can do this Emlyn.." She spoke to herself before opening the door and stepping inside.
Her eyes were locked to the floor meekly as she held up her new scroll and spoke.
"Ser Aestorius, Lady Olenna Has Approved Your Request....This Scroll Says Tha...." She started to speak but stoon stopped upon hearing a strange sound.
Was that?...
A slight snoring sound?
Emlyn slowly looked up and spotted her new liege lord was already dead asleep.
"Oh........I see...." She murmured to herself with a twinge of disappointment.
She stood there for a while before walking up to the bed and sitting on the edge before looking over to her new master.
'So handsome....' She thought to herself while finding herself unable to look away from the sleeping young man.
Eventually she herself began to get drowsy, before the night was through both her and her new lord were snuggled into each other in a blissful sleep.
[ Some Hours Later] [MC POV]
*KNOCK *KNOCK *KNOCK
*KNOCK *KNOCK *KNOCK
I woke up from the deepest sleep I'd ever had, I was warm, cozy, and my sensitive nose filled with a pleasant scent.
"Mmmm..." I hummed in enjoyment as I buried myself deeper into the physical warmth and sweet scent.
Then I felt the warmth moving and was snapped out of my reverie, Opening my eyes I realized my face had been buried in a woman's chest.....such a shame everything was covered by a modest dress.
"Goodmorning....Wait what was your name again?" I asked the maid.
She blushed deeply but answered quickly.
"Emlyn...Emlyn of Honeyholt" She spoke while staring deeply into my eyes.
"Well met Emlyn, I am Aestorius Sallerich Von' Drakkon, 'My Lord Drakkon' is acceptable." I spoke softly before the knocking at the door caught my attention once again.
*KNOCK *KNOCK *KNOCK
*KNOCK *KNOCK *KNOCK
"Let me get that." I spoke and was on my feet within moments as I approached the door.
Upon opening it I found a middle aged man dressed in decent clothes was standing there.
"Good Morning Young Lord Drakkon, Lord Luthor bids you join him and his family for breakfast." The Steward spoke respectfully.
"I require a few minutes." I spoke, the man nodded and told me he'd wait.
Before long I was fully dressed and Emlyn finished adjusting my clothing as a dutiful servant should and we made our way to breakfast.
I ensured to walk upright, keep my face stoic and move with confidence as a true blue blooded noble should, First impressions are key after all.
Eventually the doors opened to the hall where we'd have breakfast.
Instantly I spotted Lord Luthor sitting alone.
"Aestorius, I pray you rested well." Luthor spoke respectfully.
"Like you wouldn't believe my Lord." I spoke while wrapping a hand around Emlyn's waist, Luthor noticed my action and chuckled amiably.
"Ha Ha Ha To Be Young Again." He spoke and tipped his chalice in my direction before taking a sip.
"Are we to eat alone?" I asked Luthor as I sat down, Emlyn standing nearby to fill my cup and load my plate.
"Only for breakfast since I need to speak with you about business first." He spoke before setting down his cup, A newfound grim expression flashed across his face.
"I Need You To Kill Someone..Perhaps several someones...." He spoke, his voice cold as Ice.
"Name Them." I spoke while looking directly into his Deep Brown Eyes.
"The Smiling Knight....A Rabid Beast Who Butchered A Cousin Of Mine Not A Month Ago.....I Have been sharing Correspondence with Gerold Hightower, The Lord Commander Of The Kingsguard about this issue.
Lord Gerold has been tasked by the King with destroying the Kingswood brotherhood after an incident involving Princess Elia.....The same incident where my Cousin lost his life." Lord Luthor spoke, the spite was palpable in his voice when stating the name of the man responsible.
"It shall be done My Lord, Blade Or Fire?" I asked just as I raised a palm whilst a ghostly white shadowy flame buzzed in my palm for a long moment.
He stared at the flame which crackled in my palm and i saw a smile develop on his face
"Whichever Hurts Most....It Seems I Chose Right..." Lord Luthor spoke with a grin before taking another sip of his wine.
"My Personal Armorer will fit you for armor after our meal, My Steward also needs your sigil for our records and for my report to the King." Lord Luthor spoke.
"Very well, If you don't mind me asking what will this report include?" I asked the high lord.
"See for yourself." He spoke before pulling a small scroll from within his sleeve before tossing it to me.
I unrolled the hand sized parchment and read.
[My King and liege. I have taken into my service a young man who claims to have come from lands beyond the sunset sea, He may be of Valyrian Descent due to his white hair although his eyes say otherwise, being golden and slitted akin to a viper or shadowcat....Young Aestorius Reportedly Fled Persecution In His Homelands after the fall of his House and Kingdom and had his ship run aground after an attack from Ironborn reavers, Forty and One Butchered Carcasses Were The Reported Found Alongside The Unconscious And Wounded Body Of The Young Man In Question. I Can Personally Attest To His Prowess As A Warrior And Do Not Doubt These Reports. Due To These Circumstances I Have Granted This Young Man House Tyrell's Brightwater Keep Manse Southeast Of Highgarden Along With A Position As My Honorary Squire Until He Earns His Spurs In Westeros. A Lordship Was Not Granted Due To His Youth And Inexperience Although I Am Certain He Will Earn His Lordship In Due Time. Expect Aestorius Sallerich Von' Drakkon To Reach Kingslanding To Join The Attack On The Kingswood Brotherhood In The Name Of House Tyrell And Under My Orders. Due To The Possibility Of Interception There Is Another Matter I Shall Not Include In This Letter But I Assure My King That He Would Be Most Pleased To See In Person.]
Upon finishing reading the letter I slowly passed it back to The High Lord.
"Quite the introduction My Lord." I spoke which brought a smirk to his face.
"I honestly wanted to mellow it down slightly and hide most of the information but Olenna thought It'd be better to make a splash.....What is not hidden cannot be used against us after all." He spoke with a sly smile before continuing to speak.
"Our King has developed a certain obsession with fire, and an...amusement.....from burning criminals and traitors alive.....I'm certain that using your flames in such a fashion would quickly earn you his favor and by extension would earn House Tyrell Favor." Luthor spoke plainly with no attempt at deception, Him and I had made a deal and I was more than happy to play my part when needed.
"Did you really plan all of this in a night?" I asked the aging lord.
"Oh Gods No, All Credit To My Wife....Without Her I'd Truly Be Lost." He spoke with a distant glint on his smiling face.
Eventually our meal was over and both of us parted ways while I walked with Emlyn towards the Master Armorers Tower to the North side of the Castle.
The Master Armorer was a bald headed old man with thick salt and pepper eyebrows which were badly in need of a trim and a massive handlebar moustache, His forearms were like bricks and his hands thick from years of blacksmiths work.
"I've Not Made Armor For Someone Outside Of House Tyrell In Over Forty Years You Know...." The Master Armorer's rough gravel like voice sounded out.
"Are you upset about it?" I asked, A bit unsure about his tone which was not easy to deduce from his completely emotionless stare.
"Nay....It's Just Been Forty Years Of Engraving Roses....So If You Ask Me To Engrave One On This Armor I'll Be Liable To Throw Myself Out The Window." The Armorer spoke before pointing to a large window nearby, It wasn't lost on me that the window trim was rose themed as well.
"Worry Not, This Is My Sigil." I spoke before apperating the flag which hung from my ship's mast, thankfully collected for me by Ser Illian's Men At Arms.
"This.....This Is Good.....What Was Your House Name And Words Again?" He asked while inspecting the gray dragon banner closely.
"House Drakkon, Wrath Of Theda" I spoke, Since Theda set me on this world it was only natural to include him in my Founding House Words.
"Good, I don't know what a Theda is but I like the way it sounds." The Armorer spoke before starting his measurements by using a length of rope which he would clip at the proper length before setting them aside.
After a few minutes all my measurements were completed and the Armorer walked me over to a large room where dozens of helmets sat in the white, still unengraved or decorated.
"Choose a style you like...." He spoke with his deep gravelly voice.
I walked around the room while looking at the helmets until stopping in front of something which caught my eye like no other.
"This one." I spoke while picking up the helmet which was reminiscent of Dr Fate's Helmet except made functional.
"Strange....That's my newest design, Came to me in a dream..." The man spoke before walking to a large dusty chest which was being used as a table to hold several tools and sacks of powdered carbon used in his forging.
The Armor smith cleared the chest before flipping open the lid of the old unlocked chest.
I walked up and spotted the armor, The entire suit was oddly jagged and sharp in areas giving it a noticeable draconic aspect.
"I know it looks a bit odd in areas but i assure you tha..."
"It's perfect, Change nothing....How long until this could be refitted for me?"
"I could have it sized and engraved before the weeks end." He spoke while feeling as if this entire situation was befuddling.
He'd seen the armor in a dream a few years ago and started making it in his free time, Eight months of working on it in his free time and now this.....Balthor The Armorer didn't want to tell the young man but it wouldn't actually need to be resized because it was already sized perfectly and simply needed engraving to be ready.
The entire situation Unnerved the Grizzled Armor smith but he chocked it up to the seven wanting him to prepare this armor for the strange looking young man who stood before him.
Eventually the young man had departed with the maid and Balthor immediately grabbed the breastplate and clamped it onto a spinning vice before beginning to make his engravings with a tiny chisel and a hammer.
*Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink!
*Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink!
*Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink! *Tink!
[Many Hours Later]
Mina Tyrell Had been shamed, spanked, dishonored...Although she had long since lost her maidenhood Mina felt defiled by what had happened the night before.
Her Mother Had told her she had an easy way to get out of the marriage with Old Paxter Redwyne and all she had to do was get pregnant with a child from what she thought was the most handsome man she'd ever seen apart from his freakish eyes.
All she had to do was seduce A Young Wizard Lord From A Strange Land, And a legendary swordsman to boot, an easy plan and nearly foolproof.
That night Mina sneaked over to his room while dressed as a maid with the help of the Steward under her mother's orders.
She was certain that the young man would ravage her like any other man would....Instead he called her used goods and shamed Mina by spanking her noble bottom until she came all over herself worse than a common whore.
The noble lady was absolutely indignant at her horrible treatment but every time she thought about what had happened to her i made her extremely moist between her noble thighs.
And now she had to break bread with the same evil violator which had practically defiled her.
Her younger sister Janna sat beside her.
"Sister Mina do you really think this Aestorius is actually that handsome?" Janna asked her sister.
"Absolutely Not." Mina responded coldly before continuing. "Besides Little Sister, You're engaged already and my marriage is only two moons away so this talk is not appropriate." Mina spoke with a tone that was entirely unlike her, Janna was used to her sister wanting to gossip and joke much and often instead of this.
Olenna who sat nearby was watching the exchange intently, Slightly disappointed in her eldest daughter
Olenna was informed of the moaning and squealing but assumed it was just two youths enjoying themselves.....It seemed she'd need to look more into it.
Then Lord Luthor walked in from a side door alongside his Captain of the Guard, Ser Igon Vyrwel.
"I'll Inform the men my lord." Ser Vyrwel spoke before bowing and taking his leave just as Lord Luthor sat down.
"Our Guest?" Luthor asked his wife as a servant poured him a cup of honeyed and spiced arbor wine.
"I've just sent a servant to call for him." Olenna spoke and before long the doors to the room opened to reveal the man in question.
Instantly Olenna noticed how he held his new maid's hip as if he were a newlywed even though there were no sounds of sex or ruined sheets reported from the maids which had been assigned to that wing.
'certainly unusual' Olenna thought to herself while swirling her wine.
"My Lord, My Ladies." The Handsome white haired young man spoke with a light bow.
Instantly Janna blustered with his words of introduction but a quick curtsy made up for it.
'Sweet summer child, still so much to learn' Olenna thought to herself with a sigh.
Then she looked back at Aestorius, His eyes locked on Mina for a moment then went wide before he forced himself to look away.
'Certainly something to look into' Olenna thought to herself.
Their lunch passed without much fuss except for Janna nagging their new guest with questions, Olenna honestly didn't mind however since the more information she managed to learn about her new guest, the more power she would have over him both now and in the future. . .
[Chapter End]
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