Chapitre 2: Chapter 2
We circled each other, waiting for an attack that would never come until I swung at him from above. He thought he had an opening to attack from below. He swung at my midpart with the blunt blade. I dodged it gracefully and tapped his shoulder with the end of my blade.
"I'm tired of beating an old man's ass," I said. I gently laid my blade on the stand where some of the other weapons were. I walked up the stone steps. I made it to the top and walked over to my uncle the sister fucker one.
He was looking down into the courtyard wearing his golden amour. He said bluntly like a sparring sword's blade "your a great swordsman, guess it runs in the family"
'Hopefully, sister fucking doesn't,' I replied in my head. I walked away from the blonde little cunt.
I wanted to learn Dothraki and Valryian. When I control the Dothraki, it would be useful.
I could attend the small council meetings because 'Oh, he's 8, he doesn't understand this'. I could get information easily information that normally doesn't concern an 8-year-old prince. Little doings throughout the kingdoms.
Whisper this, whisper that.
-296 A.C, 11 years old, Steffon ll Baratheon pov-
2 years until the beginning of the show, I've been sword training in secret. Most people don't know I'm an expert swordsman. They know I'm a pretty damm good one but not Jaime level. I'm also proficient with other weapons like spears, axes, and especially bows.
It's not a secret that I'm a godly bowman. I can hit a moving target from over 370m with a long bow. I haven't grown much in the past few years not as much as you would expect. I only grew 2 inches from my 5'3
I'm still almost as tall as your average man.
I have been thinking about which woman I should marry. As the future king, I can marry pretty much any woman; I could marry Brienne of Tarth. Not that I am there would be no benefit compared to others like Maergery Tyrell.
I like to talk about plans that'll never see the light of day like to make it the war of queens instead of the war of kings.
The most beneficial marriage would be Maergery Tyrell or Sansa Stark.
Jon Arryn has been more of a Father than my actual father. You gotta love being me, my grandfather is Tywin Lannnister and my uncle lord of dragonstone and my other uncle lord of storms end. If I marry Maergery or Sansa then I will have a large influence over 4 out of 7 of the kingdoms.
What's more important extremely ferice fighters or more weak fighters just with an endless amount of food
I'm pretty sure I'm not the only true born child of Robert. My young sister Mycrella who is currently 9 years old may be natural born. She has very dirty brown hair not like the show or books. It's almost my name-day
My stand still hasn't been revealed to me, I'm starting to worry that I won't ever figure it out.
-2 years later, 14 years old, 298 A.C- the real start of the story-
No major time skips after this.
Who could've guessed Jon Arryn would die? Not me, not at all.
I was sitting in a carrige with my close family Robert, Cersei, and my half siblings besides Mycrella she is most definitely my full blooded sister. Because of that I actually gives a rats ass about her.
I heard Jaime's voice "My King, we're approaching Winterfell, do you wish to ride the rest of the way on horse" "Aye" Robert replied.
He shuffled his way out of the red and yellow carriage. I wanted to see the fortress with my owns eyes, I hopped out after him.
I was given a horse aswell. The travel along the kingsroad was long a whole month of travel. I rode alongside of Robert. "My boy, Eddard Stark is my most trusted friend, I trust him with my life" Robert explained. His hair waved in the winter air. My hair was short and rough looking.
I was wearing a red and golden colored vest and some brown trousers. I had a short sword on my belt. We rode through wintertown people whispering 'it's the king' 'oh the prince is handsome'
The hound rode up quickly to be right behind me. I said jokingly to him "what if someone ran up and attacked me, I could've died"
"Stop your kidding boy, you would've killed them, if they existed" he replied nonchalantly. He took a large bite out of a peice of bread. Some of the crumbs got stuck on his greasy beard.
I moved back to ride beside, it was hurting my head to look that far back. His little helmat was nice, we rode through one of the gates. This was not the one from the show, it was the one from the books. Atleast 5 times the size. It had a whole forest inside of it in the shows' godswood was one third of the entire castle.
We passed by the soldiers who cworded along our path, the Starks were in view all except Arya. We passed by a wagon which tilted back onto its handles.
A young girl with a steel helmat was looking at me. It was the same actor from the show, fair skin with long brown hair that seeped through the padded helmat.
I blew her a kiss. With my enhanced eyes I could see a little blush. She's the only other Stark girl it's important I have a back up for the north.
Catlin stark had long braided hair and she wore a thick brown fur cloak. Sansa stark had red hair just as her mother instead of the black or born cloaks like the rest of the Starks she wore a white cloak lined with grey fur.
Theon and Jon snow stood a few feet behind the Starks both with clean shaven faces just like Robb. The little Rickon looked down at the dirt with a nervous look on his face.
Boromir, what are you doing here. Osgilath needs you to defend it.
Catlyn looked around and said something I couldn't hear even with my enhanced ears. The lannister guards with their red amour held lion flags high on each side of the road. Me and Robert rode through them. Araya walked up to them and Ned stark grabbed the helmat from off the top of her head.
Arya shoved bran out of the way so she could stand next to Sansa. Hodor walked up beside Bran and gave a lead stare towards us.
A kingsgurd quickly rode ahead of me and the king. The hound stayed firmly behind me. Horns blared. I rode until I was a few meters away from them. Snasa was staring at me and I stared back, I blew her a kiss.
She blushed even harder. Arya didn't care and didn't notice. The hound stayed behind me. Everyone kneeled while they got the box for Robert to get off his horse.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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