章 45: Chapter 44
The years after the extinction of House Frey were quiet.
The king, the Starks, and the Tully could do nothing against Moat Cailin. With a standing army of 20,000 men armed to the teeth, no one wanted to act against the Currans.
And then there I, the one man responsible for all the chaos.
My eldest son had grown up to be a behemoth of a man. His Stark genes were truly working for him as he towered over me. Yet, much to his chagrin, he hadn't been able to land a hit on me. He was 16 name days old and was attracting the attention of the entire realm.
House Curran had become very rich after taking all the spoils of war from the Ironborn and the Freys. In celebration of my daughter's 10th nameday, I organized a grand tourney, inviting all the houses in the realm to participate with a promise of me not being a participant.
It was a bit nostalgic, and there were a lot of similarities with the tourney of Harrenhal. Except, there was no mad king, no inbred psychotic princes, and no Allan the Savage.
Arthur, then 14, had won the jousting in honor of his sister and had won the heart of the eldest daughter of the Leffords. A young lass of 14 name days as well, Bellaflor Lefford was a pretty girl who had a good head on her shoulders.
Arthur and Bella had immediately hit off, and the attraction between the two was undeniable. It was interesting and amusing to listen to Arthur stutter his way into asking me to ask for a betrothal between him and her.
The son of the strongest man ever betrothed to the daughter of the richest man of Westeros, it had caused quite a stir. It was quite entertaining, watching the Lord Lefford walking on eggshells around me as the man tried to form coherent sentences. He was too scared to talk.
His daughter had more 'balls' and talked to me directly. The betrothal was finalized, and Arthur had been walking with a skip in his step ever since then.
Aside from Arthur's teenage romance, my daughter Edith had stayed away from all the unnecessary attention. She had a wild beauty in her, just like her mother. I had paid special attention to Robert's eyes when he had come for the tourney. I was ready to gouge his eyes out if they ever strayed over to my daughter. Lucky for the king, that did not happen.
Edith wanted to be the first one to defeat me in combat, just like her elder brother... It was a little obsessive.
'All my kids want to defeat me in combat... What have I ever done to deserve this?'
Harrold, my youngest, was the joy of the family. I tried not to spoil him like I had spoiled Edith, but Lyanna had left no stone unturned into showering the boy with unconditional love.
The kid was chubby from all the food Lyanna would get for him. The boy wanted to be a cook... So that he could then eat what he had cooked.
All in all, it was a happy family.
Until the day it wasn't.
It began with Harold having a seizure. His eyes rolled up, and his mouth was frothing. His body convulsed unnaturally, and the maester could do nothing to help him.
It happened five times within a month, after which I was visited by the children of Howland Reed. And then it all made sense.
'That motherfucking son of a whore... I will fucking kill that bastard!!'
I refused to let the two kids take Harold beyond the wall to visit Brynden Rivers, and sent them packing back to the marshes. But, the fuckers came back in the night and spirited Harold away.
I was angry. Hell, I was apoplectic on the next morning.
"Allan! Stop!!"
"Let me go, Lyanna!! I'm going to slaughter those fucking lizards!! What the fuck is wrong with Howland Reed's head?! Is he fucking demented?! Damn his kids!! Damn those rascals!!"
"Allan! Let's just go after them. We know where they are going. It won't be long before we catch up to them. Leave the Moat to Arthur. He's capable enough. Please, Allan! Listen to me!"
I took a few deep breaths to calm down.
'Yes... My anger was directed at the wrong person. It's him who needs to be dealt with. I've put this on hold forever. That sisterfucker has messed with my family, I'll make him pay.'
I walked to the Weirwood tree, begind the Moat, and growled, "You... Bastard. I'm going to de-bone you after I break you into pieces and tear your fucking heart out with my teeth, you sisterfucker."
Lyanna and I mounted our horses and galloped towards the wall in haste.
'You better be ready for a spanking, Harold. No more exotic food for you.'
[Name: Allan Curran (Human)
Title: The hunter, the savage, the strongest human on Planetos, Stranger's Sword*
Class: Assassin
Level: 95
Health: 1470/1470
Energy: 1440/1440
STR: 70
DEX: 70
FOCUS: 240
VIT: 245
Unspent points: 0
ATK: 1112
EVA: 1042
SPD: 1223
DMG: 1087
PHY DEF: 1211
Abilities:
Reflexes: 1324
Willpower: 1640
Fortitude: 1236
Vigor: 1302
Cunning: 1284
Hand to hand: 1337
Dagger skill: 1419
Sword skill: 1761
Spear skill: 1248
Axe skill: 1065
Hammer skill: 1053
Archery: 1389
Poisoning: 885
Adept Silat (78%)
Adept HEMA (95%)
Adept survival (52%)
Adept hunting (27%)
Adept crafting (29%)
Advanced cooking (72%)
Adept free running (63%)
Adept smithing (81%)
Adept smelting (53%)
Intermediate masonry (85%)
Advanced medicine (80%)
Language:
Expert common tongue (95%)
Beginner High Valyrian (98%)
Skills:
SP: 0
Sneak attack: lvl 14 (cooldown: 5 sec)
Hide: lvl 14 (cooldown: 30 sec)
Pummel: lvl 6 (cooldown: 2 sec)
Assassinate: lvl 12 (cooldown: 45 sec)
Fast reflexes: lvl 10 (cooldown: 30 sec)
Quick strike: lvl 9 (cooldown: 2 sec)
Expose weakness: lvl 10 (cooldown: 10 sec)]
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