章節 10: Destiny’s is in the Hands of the Victors
Theon
"We should be there by the next day's end, two at the most if the storms past the Stormlands don't let up." Lord Anders Yronwood informed them as he came into the tent, wet from the rain passing into the Prince's Pass.
All together they were able to scramble 12,000 near the Pass, another 6,000 readies and is using ships to disembark near the Rainwood. Raven's also arrived from Dragonstone, the Dragon Queen is making landfall with 30,000 of her Dothraki warriors while his cousin patrols and looks for fleets of their uncle, to sink the Crows-Eye's ship and him in it.
The Lannister Queen has gathered a strong host as well in that time span. 8,000 soldiers defend King's Landing, a 14,000 man host led by the Kingslayer lays siege to Highgarden and the Reach with House Tarly. As for the Queen of Thorn's own armies, House Hightower and Redwyne have offered 7,000 men but they are far from their liege and he fears no one will make it in time to lift the siege.
And Tyene? She's been so strong since calling the banners. Yet he's seen this, in Robb during the first few battles they fought and he saw the responsibility bear hard on his friend and brother. He wished he had gone back after his father refused to aid the north, stayed loyal to his real family rather than looking for the approval of people that never fought harder for him or sent him letters, just abandoned him in a strange place. Maybe this is my redemption, to help Tyene bear the responsibility of rule, He thought.
"What if we ride off on our mounted spears, let our infantry move at their current pace?" It would be Lord Wylon Wyl to suggest they break the host and move with haste.
"No. Scouts from the Reach tell us 14,000 men besiege Highgarden. A meager 5,000 cavalry won't break that siege." He chose to interject on the dispute right here, a decision has to be made.
"My Lords. Might I agree with the second strategy, moving quicker with our cavalry is the better option, that way, we can meet just as Lord Redwyne and Hightower arrive." The lords looked at him with distrusting eyes, he can understand from his past of serving House Stark, then his father and Bolton as 'Reek', he was still a turncloak to the rest of Westeros.
"Not to be rude, Greyjoy. It is our Princess who chooses at the end of the night, not you." Anders good-son, Ryon of House Allyrion spat at him. He was going to back out before Tyene grabbed his hand, keeping him up from Ser Ryon's harsh stares.
"Theon saved me. He fought off the Crows-Eye's men so I can live, you will treat him with respect." He was shocked amongst others at how the girl defended him, he also felt protected by her at this moment. She let go of him and leaned on the table, "What is the possibility of us getting there the same time as our allies? That we won't be fighting them alone if we arrive on horseback." She asked around and he watched some whispering to each other or themselves, some thinking silently on their odds in the coming battle.
"It's. It's hard to say, Princess." One man responded to her, she tensed in worry. Her mother is captive to the Iron Throne, his sister is as well and his cousin and uncle are out there fighting.
"Leave. We'll reconvene in an hour." Everyone nodded and filed out of the tent, all except for him when she bid him to stay. It didn't take long before she began tearing up, emotion coming out from that shell she forced herself in to be strong when they began this road after Euron sacked their transport fleet. "What do I do? I don't know how to be a leader, I am a fighter and not a commander... What do I do?" She whispered and he didn't know what to do, besides try to be as comforting as he can.
He embraced her as she teared up, holding her as the rains pelleted the roof above them. Suddenly she lifted her head and kissed him, he recovered from his shock and tried to pull away but she only held him closer. He couldn't give her anything but comfort, Ramsey took everything from him and even his name until Sansa and Asha brought him back.
"Tyene, I... I can't." He uttered and she reluctantly let him go and turned her sad eyes into determined ones, staring him down.
"You think I care that you've got no cock? You saved me when I did not have the strength to protect me and my mother, you shielded me when I saw my sisters dead and on the prowl of that damned ship. You aided me in some dark times and I won't forget them." She preached at him, each word striking him like a hammer to a freshly made blade. She pulled on the cloth of her shirt, letting her breast be visible to all who see it. "I need to be a girl for one hour, not a leader of thousands." She said and pulled him into another kiss.
He let it go then, for even he needed that as well.
Vickon
He and Jon sat across from one another, one glaring and another smirking whilst the Onion Knight and Misssandei stood on the left and right sides. The four went through one of the most uncomfortable moments of their lives but for him? He felt rather good about himself for the same reason why the King in the North is glaring at him with that angry look.
Well, it started not more than six days ago, they were saying farewell to Daenerys who was riding her dragon with the ships that were carrying her Dothraki...
Six Days Ago
"Highgarden is being attacked." Kyle, the new Maester said to them and past the letter around.
Daenerys was shocked, anger crawling over her face as they have to come to a decision. They can let Highgarden fend for itself before the Unsullied or Dornishmen to arrive to save them so they can put resources to finding this traitor in their midst, or they can do both but leave someone else in command of the Dothraki but Daenerys is the only one that can control them.
"I must go." She said to the room and he was proud of her choice, spy work is made for people such as Varys, and maybe Tyrion.
"If we are going to defend Highgarden, then we had best prepare for the journey." Tyrion stood up with everyone else as the Queen dismissed everyone else. He stayed in the room to speak to her himself, to see what she wants him to do while she and Tyrion are away on land.
"Yes, Vickon. What?" She asked him and he approached her, to discuss the inner turmoil at the moment.
"The traitor in our midst, what if he is apart of the inner circle? Perhaps Missandei or Varys, maybe even Tyrion with his ties to the Lannister cunts." He suggested and saw her deny every single possible choice, she doesn't want to be either of them but there is a possibility that one of them might be the one who let the Lannisters know what their plans were.
By the end she told him to have Varys find who it is and hold them until she returns, she left and prepared for her departure towards the mainland. He and others were walking down to the beach a couple hours later to wish her farewell, he was walking side by side of the King of the North, he took in the younger mans stature and gave an opinion on the lad.
Strong jaw, a pretty face, and eyes that says that he's seen a thing or two, meaning what he went on about White Walkers and the Undead might just be true if dragons, wyverns, and Bronze Men real. He had also noticed in the days that he's been home that he looks at Daenerys with a bit of longing, understandable given the woman is beautiful and charming when not acting so regal.
"Once we defeat the sieging forces we will march with the might of three great armies, Vickon I want your fleets to work towards finding and sinking Euron's ships. Alright?" She said to him, and he cocked his head and smirked, giving him orders again? That has to change. "What?" She asked him and he sighed.
"What will you do to keep me tied, maybe I'll want to make a trip to Lys and father me another child instead- " He was saying before being given a look by her. "Fine. I was going to do that anyway, but... " He stopped and noticed a pair of eyes looking behind him, turning he saw Jon Snow looking back at him with a small expression of jealousy. Let's have a contest then, King Snow, He thought as he was intrigued of playing a game with the love-struck King in the North.
He wrapped his hand around Daenerys hip and brought her closer to him, with haste he placed his lips to hers and shocked everyone.
Present Time
"What's with the grumpy face? Seen something terrible."
"No, I have not."
"Well what's with the long face, Though long faces did always run in the Stark bloodline- " Jon jumped from his seat and stared daggers at him, for mocking Stark genes.
"The Dragon Queen shouldn't associate herself with the likes of you, and I won't stand here and hear you insult my family." The Bastard King barked at him and he narrowed his eyes on him for the comment, the 'likes' meaning he is somewhat unworthy to have such a woman? What made the King in the North so honorable than himself, that Starks hasn't done a few terrible things in the last few thousand years, Theon the Hungry Wolf being one of them who slaughtered thousands of innocents and beheaded them.
"As I recall, you aren't a Stark, just a simple bastard. Now, who's the unworthy choice to be with her?" The glaring between him and got tenser as everyone else became nervous.
It happened in a sudden jolt, Jon jumped up from the table and tackled him to the ground. The Bastard had a good right hook, his mouth became bloody and he barked in laughter before punching the with his left fist and turned the tables and hit the younger man in the gut but Jon wasn't done and kicked him off and into a wall. He would have jumped at the rival King but his uncle Victarion and an Unsullied soldier held him back, while Davos and another guard held back Jon Snow.
"Come on! Let us fight!" He cried out, he needed a fight.
"I'm going to knock your teeth out! Let me go!" Jon shouted and both he and Jon glared at one another, it was only the doors opening and Kyle running inside that stopped the fighting.
"Your Graces, my Lords, and Lady! Urgent news from Commander Zolar!"
Jaime
He was frustrated. The siege should have broken Highgardens defenses but the roses have held strong, even with his high numbers and Olenna's small forces.
"My Lord, I believe we should just end them. Hit them with everything we've got, finally." He heard Lord Tarly say and he would agree with him.
The next morning he commanded for every man to prepare for the last assault, he is done playing games and he needs to get the Tyrell gold and get back to King's Landing. He got on his horse and moved towards the front where the siege weapons were still launching rocks at Highgardens walls, he would get this over with before this extends too long.
"Jaime!" He turned his horse and saw Bronn approach with a worried look on his face, he didn't get a chance to ask what was wrong before the Sellsword spoke. "The outriders and scouts west, south and east report large hosts approaching," Bronn said and looked on curiously.
"Who!?" He asked the man who took a deep breath and continued.
"The Reachmen west, Dornish coming from the south and it's unknown about the east." He is desperate now, he needs to end this siege before they arrive.
"Prepare to climb the walls, it'll get bloody now- " Bronn stopped him and looked east with worry, he did too and soon his eyes widened in shock.
Riders, thousands of them from the looks of it. He prepared a long wall of shield men to halt and fight back with bowmen to rain arrows on them, it was futile when horns blew from the east on their rear, five thousand Dornish mares bearing Martell banners and his situation became more desperate and Bronn cautioned retreat before the other army completely cuts them off. He can't believe this, it was going right so far and he thought he would get a victory but it seemed out of his grasp.
What brought him out of his thoughts was the horrendous roar he heard, and all he saw and heard afterward reminded him of the Mad King, Burn them all!
Vickon
"Zolar said he was seen off the coast, 40 ships in counting." The Maester was telling him as he walked down to the beach to board his new ship, aptly named 'The Vengeance'.
He won't hold back this time, he will smash his father and end him. Victarion is already aboard his ship and is waiting for him, he craves Eurons blood just as much as he does. He looked back and saw Jon, Varys and the others looking back at him. His fights with Jon over the Queen can wait, for now, his vengeance is far more important than affection.
Along with the traitor, he gave commands for Varys to find who it is. Hopefully, when he returns with his fathers head and saving Asha, he will have fun getting payback on the traitor for what happened to the transport fleet and his first ship. He finished putting on his gloves and with the others pushed the rowboat towards open water and got inside.
His fathers end has come, and he will be the Stranger to take his life.
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