章 63: Chapter 63-[Betrayal?]
[T/N: Sorry about the late chapters, for wedsday I was busy so I forgot and for Friday well I got 2nd burns across multiple places on my body so...yeah.]
"And for his actions in the battle of the twins, not to mention his efforts to defend them from the incursions of the rebels...Lord Sandor Clegane. in my name, Robb Stark, King of the North and Trident, I name you Lord of the Twins," Robb exclaimed on his throne.
A dozen nobles applauded.
The dog walked over and knelt before Robb.
"I am honored, his majesty," he said.
Arya watched everything with a raised eyebrow.
'What a pack of lies...Robb rewards him for supporting me, I didn't even need his help. Also, since when is the dog so polite? This is all so fake. ' thought the girl.
"I thought you would be happier," someone next to her whispered.
"Happy? Why would I be happy? " She asked, annoyed.
Gendry looked at her curiously.
"Your friend is being rewarded," he clarified.
"Friend? That mangy dog, don't make me laugh, plus Robb made me dress myself, I feel uncomfortable," she said.
Pointing to her dress. Which consisted of a knee-length skirt and a white silk shirt.
"What's wrong with it? You look good," the boy said confused.
Arya moved her face so he wouldn't notice the small pink color appearing on her cheeks.
She felt a look and looked at where she felt it.
Jeyne Poole, her sister's best friend, was dressed similarly to her, but it fit her, and her skirt and shirt were blue. She was in her sister's place, replacing her as Sansa's representative while she was away. Since her sister was at Stepstone at Jon's request.
The worst thing was that she was looking at her with a provocative smile, it reminded her her of when she was a child, and she and Sansa made fun of her.
Arya felt really uncomfortable.
[T/N: Why girl, just why. I don't like Arya all that much and I felt sorry for you, now I want Arya to cut your throat while you're lying paralyzed, or better yet, she should paralyze you while you are looking out a window, that way it's just an "accident"]
Jeyne pointed her head at Gendry and blew him a kiss.
Arya looked at her in horror and then raised her middle finger at her.
Jeyne looked at her with amusement.
'That idiot...She doesn't understand anything...Gendry is my friend, nothing more. I'm not interested in those things...They're stupid...They don't make sense...And he's not that attractive, he's not ugly, he's not handsome, he's nothing...Just a friend, a close friend, who helped me...THAT'S ALL. She didn't need his help either… she could take the twins, alone. And I can't stand him calling me princess...HE'S AN IDIOT...Like the Dog...Like Robb, I should have gone with Sansa' the girl thought furiously.
She couldn't help but look at Gendry.
Meanwhile, at the celebrations, a group of ironborn arrived, there were already several at the tables drinking alcohol.
"Yara Geryjoy," Robb greeted.
The woman was dressed in her usual outfit, pants, a jacket, and boots.
"Why can't I dress like that?" Arya muttered.
"Because you are a princess," Gendry provoked upon hearing her.
The girl kicked him.
"Your majesty, my queen," Yara greeted Robb and Talisa.
The queen looked at her with esteem, it seems that they became friends with her while she helped Yara recover from her injuries.
"News from Theon?" he asked.
"Nothing, that's good, it means he's not dead, so I guess he'll have some control, baby Theon can be efficient after all," she said, still not believing it.
Robb held back his smile when he heard her.
"Euron?" This time he asked more seriously.
The girl denied it.
"No news, the last letters that Theon sent me are that about two hundred ironborn disappeared, there is still no exact count of those who died by the swords of Valyria, but at least one hundred of them escaped, or at least that is the number we suspect" said Yara.
Robb nodded.
"A hundred men don't make much difference, if he doesn't receive support from outside, Euron is finished," he said.
Yara smiled at the optimism, unfortunately, she thought contrary to Robb.
"Anyway, Let's do this," she said.
Robb looked at her confused.
"Do you need anything?" he asked.
"If the king offers, you in bed," she said.
Many nobles laughed.
Talisa rolled her eyes at her.
She does not forget the iron daughter's comments about her and her husband.
"Do not be afraid my queen, you are welcome too" she provoked.
Talisa snorted. Dacey raised an eyebrow, Val looked at everything intrigued.
Yara finished the joke. And she knelt down.
"My King, Robb Stark, I, the lady of the Iron Islands, swear my loyalty from now until the end of my days, the iron islands are yours, iron king," she finished.
The iron men at the table stood up and knelt as well, Robb saw all the nobles do the same, except Arya who looked at everything with boredom.
Robb's eyes shone and he entered the white room. He walked to the computer.
{Congratulations, you have gained a title.
Name: Robb Stark
Level: 13
Title:
King of the North (+1 skill points)
Trident King (+1 skill points)
Iron King (+1 skill points)
Skill Points 3
Exp: 250/1090
Skills:
Swordsmanship Level: 5
Support Magic Level: 6}
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Jon sighed at the changes Sansa made.
The hospital was fine, people were treated for minor injuries, work issues, and so on.
But the fortress, the fearsome and intimidating fortress that he had built, was now a kind of castle for nobles.
Jon saw no reason to have a garden, a living room, many bedrooms and bathrooms, and a games room.
He had created a couple of rooms, a hall for soldiers, and dungeons. What was necessary to stay for the short time they would stay?
But Sansa had other ideas.
"What are you going to do when allies have meetings here? Where will they be accommodated, in the dungeons? " she had asked him.
Ok, she had a point there.
But what did she expect, they were here for a war, not gala parties.
Of course that didn't convince Sansa. And his new ability that he allowed her to use, architects with workers, did not go unnoticed by the girl. Much less the magic of accelerating construction.
The girl made him cast more and more, every day, she changed plans, assigned tasks. Jon felt useless.
Right now he sat on the throne waiting for his guest.
He wasn't sure who he really was.
He had had communication with the sea creatures that surrounded the islands, he decided to let them pass because it was just a ship.
Gray Worm informed him that the ship had a flag, which was the image of a sun pierced by a golden spear on an orange background.
"Martell? They found us pretty soon," he mused.
Still, he gave the order to pass.
Waiting until they arrived, Sansa stood next to him on the throne.
Supposedly that gives more drama, or that's what Jon thought.
The guests entered, escorted by the immaculate ones.
"Your Majesty King of Valyria...Welcome to the seven kingdoms" said the youngest.
A boy of short stature and robust build, with a plain face.
"Seven kingdoms? As I understand it, these islands belong to Myrs? " Jon said, not allowing himself to be manipulated by the boy.
"Oh. The discussion is still open... For them it is theirs, for us it is ours " He heard one of the companions, because of his clothes he looked like a maester.
"Is that true, Sansa?" he asked.
The men heard the name confused.
"Actually yes, my king...There have been several attempts to negotiate the property, none of them successful," Sansa explained.
The younger boy looked at the woman on the king's side in wonder, Jon noticed this and held back a smile. He seemed like an easy guy to impress, on the other hand, Sansa with her impeccable white suit and natural beauty of hers, it's easy to see why the young man was gawking at her.
One of her companions gently hit the boy from behind. He was a tall, thin boy, with blue-green eyes and sandy hair. His other companions held back their laughter when they saw the boy distracted, one was attractive with brown hair and light eyes, another had many freckles on his face and crooked teeth and the last was big with long legs and arms, fat and bald.
"Er...If we haven't...Eh, no one has been successful in taking control of Stepstone in many centuries" he said somewhat awkwardly.
The blonde laughed when he saw him, the boy turned and gave him a warning look.
Jon held back a smile, it seemed like a pretty friendly group.
"I see, I would have liked to know that, before destroying the pirates, executing the slavers, and eliminating all the vermin," he said.
"Not to mention creating a fortress and port, his majesty it's beautiful," the blonde said.
Jon tried not to laugh.
If he did, Sansa would kill him.
And speaking of the girl, she was kind of quiet.
Jon turned and looked at her while being calm and noticed that she had not taken her eyes off the young man who had arrived.
'Oh don't tell me that dreamy Sansa came back,' he thought.
"Very well, if the seven kingdoms and Myrs dispute the islands, why are they here? You're from the Martells, right?" the boy asked.
The boy nodded.
"Yes, I come from my father Doran Martell, head of House Martell and, as such, Lord of Sunspear and Prince of Dorne. I am Quentyn Martell, my companions, Willam Wells Gerris Drinkwater, Cletus Yronwood, Archibald Yronwood, and Maester Kedry," said Quentyn.
"Thank you for introducing yourself, but the king requested your reason," Sansa said, looking at Quentyn with a smile.
The boy felt butterflies in his stomach.
"Quentyn?" William Wells asked jokingly.
The boy frowned at him.
"First, I give my greetings, on behalf of my Father and Dorne. And the reasons for our visit?" the boy said.
Jon nodded.
"I suppose you know about Valyria's anti-slave laws," he said.
Quentyn nodded.
"My father considers it a great end, a fortune that Essos finally has the right king," he said.
Sansa raised an eyebrow.
"I am not the king of all Essos, but thank you for the compliment...Anyway, as I said, this rule applies not only to my territories, as you well know, the free cities do not own slaves in the eyes of the law at least, but even so as a warning and for their cultures to change I must get directly involved with any slavery business in their territories... Stepstone, they are remote islands, without supervision, and supposedly from Myrs, my attitude here was to inform myself, but the Pirates and slavers were very aggressive, I had to take measures," he said.
"And create a port and fortress? Doesn't it seem to be something that only lasts a few months? " asked the boy.
Jon smiled.
"That depends on who believes it, prince...But if you are right, you can rest assured, I do not plan to stay long, and unless the seven kingdoms and Myrs sedate my territories, I do not plan to invade them" he said.
"So. If you have cleaned the island of…Unfortunates. What are you still doing here? " asked the curious blonde.
"Well Lord Wells, it turns out that many of my men fell in the attack, if it were at the hands of a pirate, there would be no problem, but it was a Lord of the seven kingdoms who attacked us," he said.
The maester gasped.
"A nobleman?" he muttered, looking at Jon with fear.
The others looked horrified.
"Yes, the supposed Lord of the Iron Islands, or as the King of the Seas and Iron was called, Euron Greyjoy," he said.
"Euron? Wasn't he exiled after the Greyjoy rebellion?" the maester asked.
Jon nodded.
"If he was, even so, he again killed the brother of the current Iron King and crowned himself," he said.
"The seven kingdoms are not responsible for what Euron Greyjoy does," the Maester clarified.
"That would be true, in part. As long as he does not receive titles or support from any kingdom," Sansa said.
The maester turned when he heard her.
"We attacked the iron islands, my brother Robb Stark, the king of the north, supported us, and Euron had control of all the ironborn," said the king of Valyria.
"Brother?" the others thought.
'Now that I think about it, he looks northern?' Quentyn thought.
Jon took the opportunity to inform them about Robb, which was just to show that he had the right to defend himself from the seven kingdoms in case they attacked.
"Of course, I only blame the Iron Islands, the other kingdoms have nothing to fear from me" he clarified.
"And about King Stark? " Quentyn asked.
"An alliance was formed for our natural enemy, Euron Greyjoy, Robb Stark has Pike's lady, Yara Greyjoy, prisoner, as long as no one attacks him, Valyria will not respond to his call," he said.
"Robb Stark is at war," Cletus Yronwood told him.
Jon nodded.
"Against the Lannisters, not you, you can rest assured, Robb has no plans to run to be king of all of Westeros, as long as he obtains justice he will be happy with Tywin's head, and with the territories he owns, as I understand it, the north. and the rivers, perhaps the iron islands if Yara, negotiate with him," he said.
"Won't he dominate the other kingdoms?" Quentyn asked curiously.
Jon shrugs his shoulders.
"I don't know his future plans, but it's not his style, right now, he has two kingdoms in his favor, one that is an ally by promise, but without any recognition at the moment, and three that are enemies, knowing my brother, he will forgive the Tyrells if they move, but the Lannisters will be severely punished by the North," Jon said.
Quentyn nodded.
"Dorne has no love for the Lannisters, not after what they did to my cousins and my aunt," he said.
"Even so, they have a Lannister princess," Sansa pointed out.
"Myrcella is Baratheon, at least that's what we want to believe," Quentyn told him.
Jon nodded.
"Valyria does not blame the children for the sins of her parents, nor does the north, as long as Dorne does not attack us, they do not have to fear us," Jon promised.
"That's good to know," said the maester.
"You can stay as long as you want," Jon offered.
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"You have decided, there is still time, you don't have enough information," Oberyn said.
"There is no option, my informants have just confirmed it to me, Yara Greyjoy has knelt, and the valley sends its lords to the country of rivers for the same thing, there are no longer two kingdoms, there are four, five if we count the support of Stannis's queen gives to Robb Stark," he said.
"If the information is real, and the king of Valyria is in an alliance with the wolf?" Oberyn warned.
"You take me for an idiot, the murderer will not be a mercenary, no, this has to be decisive and quick, I have already hired a faceless man," he informed him.
"Faceless assassins do not attack kings," Oberyn told him.
"Robb Stark is not a king, at least not legally," Doran told him.
Oberyn looked at him and sighed.
"I hope you know what you're doing brother, because Dorne will fight, but Dorne is not able to withstand the attacks of four kingdoms and Valyria," he whispered.
Doran looked at him.
"Never Bent, Never Broken," he clarified.
"But dead," Oberyn replied with a smile.
Doran smiled too.
"Don't be afraid, faceless assassins are the best... Besides, if we fail, we can blame Tywin, he can also afford them," he said.
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Tyrion looked at Varys as he put him in a box.
"Is this a joke?" the gnome muttered.
"Don't complain, you will arrive in Valyria in a few weeks," Varys said, closing it.
"With Daenerys, because I won't stay here, at least I won't die in fire," he told her inside the box.
"Dying in fire is the least of your worries, Daenerys will be queen when she invades with all the power of Valyria," Varys said.
"I thought the king of Valyria had the power," the gnome said.
"Daenerys is in Valyria, the king patrols the west...For the moment" he said.
"And what do you want me to do? Did I beg for mercy? Did you tell him that the kingdoms are yours? " the spy heard.
"Do what you have to do to survive old friend, remember that you can always convince Daenerys to take power," he said.
"Do I go and tell the queen of the dragons to betray her husband?" He said incredulously.
"The Targaryens were always ambitious, it wouldn't be the first time"
[T/N: She, she won't betray right. I hope not, dragon blood won't help her when Jon summons hundreds of full-grown dragons. Also, that Faceless is so not going to take this mission if they hear that the Faceless Assasin is tending to Robb. If you like this chapter then leave a comment, write a review, and drop some stones. If you want to read a few advanced chapters then check out the P@treon or the Ko-fi. It's well over 20+ chapters ahead!]
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