Chapter 313

Dragonglass was a magically resistant substance.

But with enough magic, he was able to transfigure it to his wishes.

That was how he was able to encase the White Walker's body inside a large Dragonglass cube in a way so that only it's head was jutting out of the cube.

Putting someone in captivity like this was a rather cruel thing to do. After all, the White Walker would only be able to move it's head and he planned to leave the White Walker in the same position for months.

A human would dehydrate to death with days and starve to death within weeks. And even if they were watered and fed, they would have no way to piss or poop inside such confinement. Frankly, a human would not even be able to breath in such confinements.

But he was sure that a White Walker did not eat or drink like humans. And he was sure that it would not go mad from being contained in the same position for months.

He did not really want to do this to the White Walker.

Frankly, he would have liked to start with the experiments but the Army of the North had already left Winterfell and were halfway there to Moat Cailin.

He couldn't delay any more.

So he put the White Walker in his cage, put that cage in yet another age that was magically reinforced and then put that cage some 100 feet below the ground.

If the White Walker still managed to escape it's confinement then there were enchantments that would inform him about it.

With all those things done, he filled the hole back with dirt and went back to Dreadfort.

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"Riverlands is burning." Lyra said "If you were expecting them to help you in the Long Night then I'm afraid to tell you that such a thing is not possible anymore."

"That bad?" he said as he laid down on a bed and was massaged by an old woman from Essos whose services he had bought for this exact reason.

"Yes. That bad. Gregor Clegane and his men really did a number on the towns and villages in Riverlands. The stories about the atrocities committed by those men makes me shudder in fear."

"The Mountain get his due sooner or later." He said "As will Tywin Lannister. I would not have targeted them before this but they should not have involved innocents in their war."

"You're going to kill them personally?" Lyra asked.

"No. I plan to give them to Dorne." He said and smiled to himself "I don't think Oberyn Martell is going to give either Tywin or the Mountain a slow death."

"Another bad news is that Ser Devan Lannister broke Ser Edmure's army and captured him just outside Riverlands." She shook her head "I truly do not understand how the fool managed to get captured right outside his own castle walls."

He shrugged "Edmure is ignorant about the ways of the war. He does not have any spy network that would have warned him about the incoming Lannister army until it was too later. Frankly, I would have been surprised if he was able to do win the encounter against the Lannisters."

"Robb Stark and Jon Snow was able to do pretty well in his first battle from what you told me." Lyra said.

"They did because they had a battle instinct that most people lack." He said "Robb Stark especially has a great mind for strategies. Given enough time, he might become as great a commander as Lord Randell Tarly. Plus, they had the advantage of being the defensive against Weeper's Army which was neither trained not well equipped and had advisors of their own to guide them. I doubt Edmure had anyone to guide him."

Lyra nodded "Riverrun is now under siege. And Lord Tywin Lannister has finally entered the Riverlands as well and has started destroying the fortifications left by Ser Edmure across the Trident one by one. If I was not so sure of your capabilities then I would definitely be very worried about the current situation of your allies."

He nodded "What of the Baratheons?"

"Renly has finally left Highgarden with his large host of 100,000 men. And Stannis has reached Storms End and has put it under Siege."

He nodded "What of Lysa Arryn. Has she declared neutrality yet."

Lyra shook her head "Lady Lysa has not declared anything just yet. The lords and knights in the Vale are asking her to join the war but she has kept her silence till now. Probably under Littlefinger's command. You going to give her a visit?"

He nodded.

"Yes. This war will become easier with the Knights of the Vale around."

Lyra took a chair and sat down beside him "How many of the magical armored men are you taking with you."

"I would have preferred to take 1000 of them." He said "But creating magical armors and weapons is a long and hard process. The kids have only managed to create some 400 more."

"So only 400?" Lyra asked.

"No. I'll wait for my personal guards to arrive from Nightfort." He said.

"Wouldn't that take 2 more weeks?" she asked with a frown. The Northern army would have already reached Moat Cailin by then.

He shrugged. "The Northern army is made of levies and march at a slow pace. I'll catch up to them soon enough. Plus, by that time the kids would have made 50 more armors. So that's what… some 700 magically armored horse riders."

"Are you going to take Acnologia with you as well?" Lyra asked.

He nodded "I will. But I'll not use him in my battles. He's still to small, weak and vulnerable and could fall to a lucky stray arrow."

Lyra nodded and then smirked "I cannot wait for you to reach the battlefield and show your might to the entire of Westeros."

"Neither can I Lyra." He said with a smile "Neither can I."