Game of Thrones: The Prideful One

Chapter 71:

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As I walked out of the slaver city, I smiled at the little Missandei who didn't even dare to look at me scared I would strike her for it.

Patting her head with my hand softly, I smiled as I said, "No need to be afraid,"

Missandei looked at me for a brief moment, "This one is yours to do as you please,"

"All I want is an employee, so you are free to do as you please," I chuckled, "You aren't a slave anymore, I might have bought you, but all I bought was your freedom, if you decide to stay with us, then it's your choice,"

Missandei looked at me for a second, confused with what I was telling her, "This one is grateful, but this one wants to help you, this one belongs to you,"

Oh great, it will take some time to make her understand that I am not tricking her, "As you wish, by the way, what is your name?"

I had to ask, while I knew her name, it would save me future questions if I asked her now.

"This one is named Missandei," Missandei answered, with an emotionless face, showing full.

Deciding I would deal with that later, or even better let Daenerys deal with that later, I rode with Missandei to my camp close to Astapor.

I had to send a Raven to Lys so that I could allocate the funds for this siege in Astapor, it's not like I had the one million and two hundred thousand gold dragons in my pockets at all times.

Once I had the gold dragons in my hands, Astapor would fall, and both poetically and ironic their own product would be their downfall.

"How I love, some good poetic justice," I chuckled, imagining the slave master's faces when I took their city and gold thanks to them.

[Melisandre POV]

Stannis undoing was written on the fire, he would fall, and from his ashes, my prince would rise.

While I didn't know for certain who my prince was, I had a strong and deep feeling it was Ronard Mormont or the young conqueror as some call him.

Even Ned Stark had seen his blinding and magnificent light and had chosen to follow him.

I even had to stop Stannis from attacking the Starks, for they were loyal servants of my champion, and as part of light, I had to protect them.

Ronard was unique in every way, and as the prophecy had foretold, he had started to join the world together, under his banner.

All he needed was my guidance, and no one would stand on his mighty way.

But first, before becoming entirely his, before letting him use me as his tool, I had to burn his greatest enemies in the West.

The Baratheon brothers, both Stannis and Renly, had massive armies.

But even they would burn against his might.

Renly would die soon, and I would use Stannis to do it.

Using Stannis life force, I would use the shadows to eliminate Renly.

The only problem was that I had to have to have sex with him to do it, after all, a shadow is a type of magical creature born from the light, that uses a man essence to be born.

I didn't want Stannis touching me anymore, the idea was horrid for me, I was born to be the most loyal servant to the prince that was promised, serving Stannis in any way was utterly disgusting.

But I would do it for my prince.

[Renly Baratheon POV]

I loved Loras, he is and will be forever my everything, my sweet rose of joy and passion, every time he was out fighting, my heart would drop a beat, thinking he would come back dead.

But I knew the gods were protecting him, for he was mine.

If only people noticed that I was fit to be a King and stopped opposing me things would be better, I was born for the crown, but nobody seemed to see that, Lord Stark went as far as to pick a brat over me, what a disappointment.

"My King, Lady Tyrell is here to see you," One of my rainbow knights said entering my chambers.

Margaery Tyrell, my betrothed, I had to marry her if I wanted to keep House Tyrell on my side.

The idea of bedding her disgusted me to no end, if only she was Loras things would be different.

But even a mighty King like me has to make some sacrifices, "Send her in,"

"My King," Margaery smiled, as she entered my chambers.

[Stannis Baratheon POV]

Ned Stark had chosen to follow the Mormont brat, instead of me, where was his honor? His loyalty?

If there was someone I thought I could get on my side was him, he was supposed to be bound by honor to me. And yet he threw all that honor away because the young bear saved his life, pathetic.

I wanted to march against him and show him what happens when you betray your King, but Melisandre stopped me. Saying this was part of the prophecy, that I had to leave the north alone until I had the crown.

As the champion of light I had to respect the prophecies, I had to respect what Melisandre said, so for now, the Starks would live.

[Maege Mormont POV]

Unexpected things had come since Ronard was born, but none compared to what had happened a week ago.

Not only the Starks were pledging their loyalty to Ronard, acknowledging him as their King, but they also wanted to unite our families with blood by marrying their heir Robb Stark to my daughter Dacey Mormont.

I had of course accepted, letting the Starks know that Dacey and Ronard had the option to break the betrothal should they feel the betrothal is not fitting.

And just as I was sending the Raven to house Stark with my answer, was the point where I knew I had lived too long, we went from one of if not the smallest house in the seven kingdoms, to a Royal Family.

Everything in less than a decade, he made the impossible, possible, he was both feared and loved, and I knew he would make a great King, not because he is my family, but because whatever he touches turns gold.

"I'm too old for this shit," I chuckled.

[Tywin Lannister POV]

Lord Stark had left the battlefield with his banners, going back to the north, apparently, he had pledged his loyalty to the young bear.

That was very unexpected but was also just what we needed.

The Starks were in their own way a force to be reckoned with, one that could potentially change the tide of this war, if they happened to join an active side of it.

But they didn't.

Ronard Mormont, while a player of this war game, was as of this moment an inactive player.

He would join soon, that much was certain, but that could take months or even years.

So the Starks joining him now didn't affect us in the immediate future, for all it meant to us now was that we had fewer enemies to fight off.

This, of course, would affect us in the long run, but I liked the long run, it gave me time to plan to craft his fall.

"Things have just gotten easier for us," I smiled, for once this war was starting to look promising for us.

[Ronard Mormont POV]

I had sent the Raven to Lys, and all I had to do now was wait for a month, maybe more depending on things.

But I would take advantage of this situation, learning as much as I could from Missandei.

Like, how Astapor worked, how loyal were the unsullied, what animals were common in Essos, and how was the slave-free man ratio in each city.

This month would prove to be quite educational, but that was just one of the things I would do during this time.

After noticing that my poor Ravens were not only being overworked but also were falling short to cover two full continents for me, I decided to expand my animal friends.

With the help of Neltharion, a few of my ravens, and Missandei knowledge I would hunt for any animal that had any utility to me, from rats to hawks, anything was possible.

"Are you ready to hunt?" I asked eagerly to the confused little girl.

"This one is pleased to help you," Missandei said.

*She seems off,* Neltharion hissed, scaring her, I had forgotten entirely that she had yet to see him.

"A dragon?!" Missandei was scared and fascinated.

*And dumb what else can I be? A mutant gecko?* Neltharion hissed with a lot of sass.

"Yes a Dragon, or mutant gecko, your pick," I chuckled.

*Hey!* a mutant gecko hissed in the background.

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