Chapter 7
I was waiting and preparing for this moment. Just a little more to prepare and the Games can begin. First tho, I will not risk my family for this so it's time to gift them all regeneration. For that, I called them all to godswood.
At my side are Lyanna and Jon as support as I explain everything.
"What's going on Robb? Why did you call us here all?" asks Ned, his question justified this is highly unusual.
"Let's wait for everyone to arrive I will explain everything father, don't worry it's nothing bad" I try to reassure him.
We wait while all of them arrive. The last one to arrive is Bran of course again climbing some towers, I'm seriously considering spreading the nickname Bran the Goat. Chamois might be accurate but it doesn't roll out of the tongue as nicely. Whatever just the thought.
"Well Robb, explain" Ned is starting to get impatient.
"Fine, so you know how i and Jon never got sick? Or how we always seem fine after a spar even if it's particularly brutal one?" I try to breach the subject, I'm nervous about this, I know they will love me no matter what and that family is for them everything but even then.
"What is it, son?" Mom asks
"Get on with it Robb" Ned hurries me
"Well I have a special power which I can share, call it a blessing from the Gods, I already shared it with Jon and Lyanna and I would like to share it with you all too," I say in one breath
"What power? what are talking about?" Ned is skeptical, I can understand even if he saw how strong I am or how fast Jon is he still thinks that we are just that good.
Looking at Jon, he smiles a little "Would you do an honor, Jon? It will be easier for them just to see." Jon nods and pulls a dagger from his belt. He plunges it to his abdomen before anyone can stop him, there is a lot of shouting for him to stop. That goes for a while until Ned starts to inspect the wound and finds nothing
"What? how is this possible? Robb! Explain now!" Ned orders
"Don't worry father, that is what I was talking about, I can share this regeneration with this you will find yourself stronger, you will get younger with time until you reach your peak so around 25, you will no longer get older and most importantly anything short of beheading will not kill you and you will heal in matters of minutes. This is what I want you all to have." I explain
"Don't worry Cat. Robb gave it to me a long time ago, actually a few months after we met and it's perfectly safe, I promise you." Lyanna tries to calm my Mother who looks as she is ready to fain.
I stay quiet and wait for everyone to absorb this information.
Arya is the first to come forth, she trusts us the most I guess,
"How do we do this?" She asks. Ned just stares with a grim expression, peaking into his mind he is not worried about the gift itself but about why would we hide it from him. I will have to talk to him about it later in private.
Lyanna goes to Arya and takes her hand,
"The gift is in the blood, Robb will cut his palm and you will need to drink it until I say stop" She explained.
Arya grimaces along with almost everyone but with a determined nod she comes closer, I cut my palm and let her drink until the cut heals.
"So, I don't feel different" That cuts through tension and I let a small smile on my face show.
"Wait till the morning, the changes will take a few hours but tomorrow you will feel a lot better trust me," I say messing her hair in the process.
She tries to get my hand off so I let her go and she stays with Lyanna.
The process repeats until all of my family members received the gift.
"Thank you for the trust you showed me and you will not regret it, I just want everyone here to know to not talk about this ok? Can you imagine what would happen if the world discovers I can grant immortality?"
They agree readily but just in case someone I implant a compulsion that if they want to talk about it with someone not in the know, they will remember the promise that they gave me here as if it happened a few minutes ago. I trust them, they are family and if they betray that trust then I will figure something out.
With that out of the way now I just need to wait.
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The Royal party arrived, around 500 soldiers and at the head of them on horses King Robert, Cersei, Jaime, and their children. The smirk that Joffrey has on his face makes my hand twitch I soo want to kill him. But not yet I want to let events play out however close they can after all the changes I made.
Looking into Roberts's mind if nothing changed I see that he still wants my father as his hand and that he want Sansa to marry Joffrey. Yeah, that's not gonna happen I need her to run Winterfell so I can go and have fun in the war to come. A little tweaking and he forgets everything about it, he will just want Ned as his hand, perfect.
Next on the list is Joffrey and for once I will not change anything. I want him to tear the realm apart and insult the North somehow ideally by calling for the head of my father, we will see. Tommen and Myrcella are sweet kids from what I can see from their heads. I will send some infiltrator to get them out when shit hits the fan that will make Cersei more unhinged and I save them. Don't get me wrong if I didn't meet them and knew them from previous life I would not give a shit about their future but on the other hand, if I can help them and if doing so will help my plans as well, I will do it.
Anyway, we come to meet them, even Jon as part of the family. I really must control myself as King with the help of guards gets down from the horse.
"Your grace" Ned starts, then kneels as the rest of us " Winterfell is yours." We then get up when he starts signaling to Ned.
I'm waiting for the line as King and Ned looked at each other.
"You've got fat" Yeaaa there it is, and it's really hard not to laugh. Discreetly looking around I'm not the only one. Robert either doesn't notice or ignores them I'm not so brave as to find out in his mind unless I start laughing outright.
Fortunately, King starts laughing first, that was a close one, uff. Ned introduces us. I was waiting for fo Arya
"Where is the Imp?" yea Arya is golden.
Speaking of the Imp I feel him in one of the carriages. Let's see what his mind looks like. Yep, full of bitterness and self-loathing about being dwarf, hoping for approval of his father, smarts underneath all of it maybe I can use him in the future if he survives long enough.
Nonetheless, the arrival of the King was a smooth affair, when Cersei complained about being greeted by a bastard I just put compulsion that made her think her bladder will soon give out. She squirmed until King decided to go with Ned to the crypts, she didn't even try to stop him. I'm not above petty revenge and it was funny.
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For the rest of the day I retreated to the Godswood, I had better things to do as parading myself for the Royal guests.
Sitting under the hearth tree I focus on my power, I was trying for a long time to mimics the disintegration that Jean did when she became Dark Phoenix. I think that it has little to do with Phoenix Fire or something similar but instead, it's her Telekinesis working on the molecular scale.
At least that is working theory for the moment. I pick up a small stone from the ground, close my eyes and focus on only the feeling I get from my powers. Gradually I start to feel the surface of the stone, every nook, and cranny, every imperfection. The feeling is something I can't put into words, it's like you are aware of every single detail at once, you understand where all the details are and why they are there.
Looking deeper I feel the composition, every single difference in material composed stone, I feel that I can pull them apart but that is not what I'm aiming for. Focusing on a single point of the stone I go deeper into the trance trying to feel more and more details until eventually, a came across something new. Force if you can call it, keeping everything together. Finding the points that are held together I pull, it takes an enormous amount of energy from me and I feel like I'm about to faint but then the force lose, if I am to compare the feeling to something it's like when you pull on rope really hard and then the rope is cut, opening my eyes without losing focus I watch as stone in my hand is disappearing. In the end, nothing remained.
"Fucking hell, yes!" I celebrate. Sure this is not practical in combat because I need to sit still and focus not to mention the enormous drain on energy but the potential is there.
Now that I'm not focusing I try to use normal Telekinesis and feel that something changed. The power is more precise. Before it was like a battering ram I focused the energy on what I wanted it to do and let it do its thing, now I can control it as it flows, direct it in minute detail.
Trying to focus on the air around me I feel the molecules making it, I grab onto the area before me and try to excite them. For a moment nothing happened but then *BOOM* explosion of fire, it was soon over but the heat from it scorched my arm and face pretty badly until regeneration kicked in.
"MU HA HA HA HAHAAHAHAHAAHAA ehm... "
Well enough of excitement for the time being. Looking up I notice that it's almost time for a feast so I pick myself up and go to the castle.
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The feast was horribly boring, after the discovery I made I wanted nothing more than experiment with the powers but I needed to sit here, watching as King molest every single wench that goest around him in his drunken state, Queen scowling at him for the humiliation and Golden-haired brat sneering at everyone.
I had a nice chat with Tommen and Myrcella, they are nice kids, and my youngest siblings made quick friends with them. I made a deal with Tommen to spar tomorrow and Sansa promised Myrcella that she will take her shopping around Wintertown.
After the feast, we retreated to our chambers Lyanna at my side. I told her of my discovery and we chatted and exchanged ideas on how can it be used.
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