The Gift

Olivia stood at the head of thw fleet, hair breaded on the sides, she wore a short battle coat that opened on the front, long suit with top and pants made from strong material that is strong on the outside and soft on the inside. The stomach and thighs have snow patterns made from silver metal which is eye catching on deeply black material.

Female style boots with the same pattern on the front and a sharp small heel.The body suit is made from thick processed leather but the outline of her body including breast, thin waist, round hips and long legs is visible. Though her battle coat can be closed.

Robb and his army waited with battle intent on the shores of the Rills. When they saw the same ship that destroyed the foreign army at that time, they knew who it is, Olivia.

"It seems your sister couldn't sit still anymore your grace." Bolton whispered like a devil.

"What could she be after?" Robb frowned.

"Your crown. Look hiw majestic the ships are. She is saying she can do what generations of Starks have failed." Bolton held back a smirk wgen he saw Robb's ugly expression.

"We should wait and hear what she says." Robb didn't want to accept it.

"As you wish my king." Bolton waited closer to Robb.

Olivia's men didn't come down from the ships only she did. Walking towards the army with confidence, one large man ran towards her with a great sword but she tilted her head and grabbed his arm. Pulling him hard, he crashed face down a distance from her ship.

"What a strange way to greet someone." She continues moving forward. Another one stood in her way drawing a sword, this made her frown. In a matter of seconds, her eight guards stood all around her.

"I only draw my weapon if I aim to kill someone, don't make me do it." She said from inside the circle of strong guardians.

"Brother! Call of your men. I don't have a lot of time to waste here."

A small movement sounded as Robb approached her group. She came out from the circle to the displeasure of her guardians. "He is my brother, he wouldn't harm me. Besides, I asked you to stay behind so they don't get nervous." Olivia chides her men.

"How can we relax when you come with such a great fleet? Care to explain?" Robb asked.

Where is your bitch mother? She always wants to be heard." Olivia looked around.

"Don't call her that."

"I think we are past that. Give me a hug, why are you standing so far away from your big sister?" She opened her arms, her hands are gloved with pretty leather gloves with white fur on the opening.

Robb didn't come to her leaving her hanging her arms in the air awkwardly. "Okay. I see you are thinking like a Southerner now. I would encourage it if I didn't know better."

"Why are you here? You left home a long time ago and now you return at the head of such an imposing fleet. Are you challenging me?" Robb asked seriously.

"Challenging you for what?"

"My crown?"

"Did you go to lift the seage on Winterfell?" Not getting any answers she laughed.

"Anyways, I had made this ship for father. But he annoyed me when he went south so I held on to it out of spite. I made seven thousand of these ships Robb. I thought to surprise him with ships that can not be burned with fire." She smiled a self deprecating smile.

"You made them for father? Now you bring them to what? Attack his son?" Robb continued to be distrustful.

"No, I bring them as a gift to you. These are the ones with the house Stark sigil. I can't keep them since I am not a Stark and the Greyjoys are making a move so I thought, you might have use for them. You will notice there is only a few of them here not all 7 thousand are there."

"Are expecting us to believe you want to give that many ships away? You must think us fools if you expect us to believe you."

"I am not giving them away. I want something in return obviously." She rolls her eyes.

"You said..." Robb said in a protest but is cut off by Olivia.

"That I had built them for father, he is dead now. You are not my father, you are a king. Do you expect me to treat you like I would my father?" Olivia frowned.

"What do you want then?"

"The ships can not be burned even by dragon fire. Very expensive, what I want is the queen's gift to the nights watch."

"What! No."

"Are you sure? If you wait for the fight with the Iron born to happen on land, you will lose more soldiers, uou don't have many to spare. But I could meet them at sea and destroy them for you. My men are used to sea battles." Olivia smiled.

"I don't trust her your grace." Bolton says on the side. "She comes with this information from who knows where, and offered a solution with motives. Something is fishy."

"Alright. Take the ships and go fight the Lannisters in Kingslanding. Think abput my offer." She turned around going towards the shore.

"Wait!" Robb hesitated. "Bran and Rickon are dead. They were at Winterfell and Theon led men there. To take hold of the castle, he killed them." Olivia watched his expression grow from sad to anger.

"Who told you this?"

"Bolton and the men said the same thing." Olivia just put her hand on his shoulder and made him look at a certain direction. There, Bran and Rickon are waving at him in excitement.

"When I was on my way home, I saw Theon's attack coming so I emptied Winterfell and took my brother's with me. They are safe Robb." Not knowing if he is seeing things, Robb ran forward to the two little boys.

Bolton tried to go with him but Olivia pulled him back. Someone else ran with Robb to keep him safe. "Bolton, how is your son?" Bolton is angry at her but he calms down.

"You know Ramsay?" He seems surprised.

"Not that worm. Domeric. How is he?" She ould see his face morphing into a hidden snarl.

"Dead."

"What?! I mended his bbones and healed his wounds. I cured his swolen intestines. Why did he die?" She frowned. Her face had a sudden realization and she turned to the shocked Bolton.

"You let that boy kill your heir didn't you? When they found him at that time Ramsay had set his dogs on him all the way to a clifff I didn't say anything about it because it was your family matter."

"Thank you."

"It's of no use now. He had a good spirit. I could hardly believe he came out of you. Hehe...just like I couldn't believe I came out of Ned Stark. You will probably have only one chance to have a child like that. My condolences." She walked forward as Robb talked to Bran and Rickon.

"Thank you for saving them and curing Bran." Robb had a tear of joy.

"I didn't do it for you. I adore my little brothers. Are you going to cure Jaime?" She asked suddenly.

"No. You can have it back."

"No, keep it. I have something else I made with great effort, don't worry it's priceless. You wouldn't afford it even if I asked for price." She looked at Amon.

They are now in the main ship, the North men are looking at the furniture in the ships and the wood that is covered in something that looks like glass.

The men brought the chest and opened it. Inside a singke crown sat on a pillow beneath it, a single sword radiating magic is placed horizontally. The crown and the sword have the runes of the first men and Stark sigil.

"Valarian steel?"

"No. Magic artifacts. The sword can kill a god, or a minor one. The crown gives you wolf abilities. It also makes a barrier around your body that will protect you even from valarian steel."

"Wolf abilities? Are you talking about magic?" Robb looked at her with skepticism. Olivia ignored him snd continued.

"You have to be tested by each before you can wield them because when they are use both at the same time they will make you unstoppable. The blade will make you understand swordsmanship of the highest degree. Only one with the Stark blood can touch them. Only the one who passed their trials can use their power."

The wolf on the crown and the blade handle both have bright red eyes feom the fire magic ore dug up in the red lands across the narrow seas.

"A distressing prophecy found me about an upcoming wedding. Do you care to tell ne about it?" Olivia asked him after closing the chest.

Robb came back to his senses after the chest was closed. "Did thy just talk to me?"

"It's called temptation. Don't worry about it, if you fail their test you can still hold them but you won't have access to their full power. The crown will not leave your head on its own or removed by someone else. When you take it off your head it can fit your finger as a ring. This way you always have its protection. But that is if you pass the test."

"Magic is dangerous Olivia, when did you learn magic?" Robb asked now worrying about his siblings.

"I have always had magic. I am a Targaryen."

"Blackfire."

"Whatever. My magic was furst taught to me by the Children of the forest. Then someone else. These artifacts will not harm someone with the Stark blood."

"Children of the forest are real? What if one is not a Stark?"

"Then they mustn't try to posses these things." Olivia said. It is just the two of them here, the others are marveling at the ships.

"Mother hate magic."

"They are not for her. She doesn't have to k ow rhey are magic. I almost forgot. If someone is pregnant with Stark blood. They can hold the artifacts." Olivia said stunning her brother.

"You said the Children of thw forest taught you magic? Why?" Robb asked.

"They want to use me in a war." She rolled her eyes.

"What war?" He asked.

"You're not ready for it. All I can say is for you to preserve your strength. Don't let too many of your men die, you also tey to survive." She whistled.

"What are you doing?"

"Going back home." She answered.

"Can you do me a favor? Can you rescue Sansa?" Robb leaned against the railing and watched the sea. Olivia can see his emotional exhaustion.

"Will you give me the gift?" She smiled "What? You're a king. Everyone wants something from you. Even me. Some would say, especially me."

"If you bring back Sansa and give me the restof the ships you can have both gifts. The nights watch can not handle the land because of their lack of man power. Just don't make things difficult for them." Robb extended his hand, Olivia released a bell like laughter and extended her own hand, they shook on the deal.

"I want it in writing. You're King. This way you can not go back on your words."

"Fine but can I add something?" Robb said with an ugly expression.

"I want you to help the Nights watch with supplies such as medicine, warm clothing and food the value of the first gift." Robb said making Olivia frown, but she is just laughing inside. Her medicine is very expensive.

"Add it in writing so the Nights watch wiill know you were thinking of them." She said gloomily.

"Lets go to the place with my stamp."

"A royal decree...how exciting." They carried the chest together and headed out of deck.

"Where should I take Sansa? To you or keep her with the rest?" Olivia asked.

"It is not safe here Talisa has just disappeared." He said on reflex.

"Someone disappeared?"

"I was promised to marry a Freygirl butI fell in love with another woman who is now pregnant with my child. I broke the promise mother made to the Freys and now I can't find her. I was going to marry her." He said with eyes burning with tears.

"She is probably fine. If the blood of the Starks was in danger I would know. I guess that is why I got a distressing prophecy about your death in a wedding."

"What did you say?" Robb dropped the chest.

"There is a wedding. Your mother's throat is sliced open. A heavily pregnant woman is stabbed in the stomach and all the men loyal to the Starks are killed after they drink poisoned wine and are stabbed bloody by the Freys."

"Why didn't you tell me this?"

"Because I heard it feom Rickon, didn't he tell you? He even told ne who kills you. Do you wants to guess? It good." She seems very amused.

"Why are you happy?"

"We can prevent it now because we know it's coming. This is a good thing." She tells him.

"How?"

"By out smarting the enemy. I have a possible plan but it will need your cooperation. Do you know what this is?" She showed him a pill.

"Get Bolton to eat it. It is a truth pill. It shuts down the right sight of the brain for an hour. If asked a question he will feel compelled to answer." She explained.

Bran and Rickon are left in the ship so Robb runs back while Olivia waits for him. He went to question if her words are true.

When he comes back, his mood is visibly different. "He has almost as much men as we do. If some of my men join him we will have a civil war." Robb said in frustration.

"Let him come alone. We will give him poison that will require an antidote every week until you don't need him. In which case I replace it with another poison. I will do the same with his crazy bastard so the Boltons will just be replaced by a loyal house. St that time" She offered.

"You could be lying. Rickon could be threatened by you to feed me lies." She told her with a frown.Usually this is whe Bolton or Umber gives him advice.

"Then test it. The truth pill. Use it on someone before trying it on Bolton." She gave him a small bottle.

He took her to the resting room and wrote her decree. Before taking her to a prisoner. Sir Jaime Lannister.

"What could he possibly have to say that you don't know already?" Olivia walked in and held Jaime so her brother can feed him the pill. Closing his mouth, he squeezed it shut and looked at him angrily.

"Swallow it." He commanded.

"As soon as it enters the mouth it melts." Olivia said but Robb didn't let go.

A while later he released Jaime's mouth and he tried to spit but a powerful punch on the gut had him inhale cold air allowing the spit with truth pill to slide down the throat.

"What if he chooses to keep silent?" Robb asked

"He can't. I'll explain to you how the pill work." She says letting go of him. The fun has only just begun.

Do you want me to go?" Olivia asked.

"Wait for me outside." She turns and left.

Olivia grimaced and left. She knows her sharp tongue may get in the way so she did as he asked and left. Outside, Bolton looked pissed off with her presence.

"What is he doing to Jaime? What did you tell him?" Bolton asked her.

"It's nothing. I'm sure he will tell you when he comes out. He trusts you for some reason."

"He trusts me because I am trust worthy."

"Hehe...I once watched you do unspeakable things in your dungeons. You are not trustworthy Bolton, you are a snake laying in wait for something. But your bastard is worse."

"If so, then why haven't you told you brother? I don't buy this generosity and obedience you are showing him."

"It doesn't matter, he should choose his people himself. I am not him mommy to tell him that you are dangerous. He knows this, at least I hope he does." Olivia said without concern.

"What are we talking about?" Robb asked from the door.

"I was telling Bolton that he is a snake. And he was telling me that I am a pretentious person. All in all a pleasant conversation." She smiled cheerfully at the stunned Robb.

"Well, can you put your opinions about each other aside for a while? I need your help. Both of you." Robb Walked towards his tent.

When they all entered, Olivia made a barrier outside the tant, no one can touch the gap to enter nor can anyone hear anything from inside.

"No one can hear us now." She broke Bolton's leg bringing him down and then opened his mouth. Robb put the pill in his mouth and then Olivia tied him to a chair. Bolton is shouting in agony and pain but in a sort of many way as if he is used to pain.

Olivia healed his leg when they finished tying him up. "What did you give me?" His cold expression is back on.

"My plan do you have with the Lannisters?" Robb asked.

The following 30 minutes they got all the answers. "I am still in need of your men and I can't have a disturbance in the army now so you will take this pill and be ome my dog forever. Or I kill you now and before you die my sister cleans your blood off the floor and we say you had a heart attack."

"No one will believe you." Roose said.

"I'll be the saddest one here. Then we will kill your bastard son and the Men will be devided amongst the other lords. The name Bolton will be dust in the wind." Robb said in his thick Northen accent scaring even Olivia.

"Scary." She whispered and took a step back.

"Where is the pill?" He gave up struggling.

"Here, you are welcome to get someone to examine you." Robb said.

They cleaned up his blood from the armor and the ground, then they made a new plan. Bolton will bring his men inside and be ready to defend Robb should the plan fail.

The three of them exited the tent looking all smiles. Olivia helped with bringing in the ships. They put wheels and pushed them toward Winterfell. There is the Bolton bastard there and he welcome them.

Olivia will not be involved as Robb takes care of both the Iron borns and the remaining Lannister armies. He has the full support of the Boltons this time instead of what they have been doing silently killing off loyay Stark men.

Olivia went back using a single ship with the kids. Now she has to plan a perfect plan to rescue a princess.

Bree entered a while later with an unusually goofy smile on her face.

"Say it." Olivia said.

"A while ago, Veer and I went to the dead slave island to see if there are any that are still alive and we brought them back as usual. One of them made this." She gave her a small watch like instrument. Olivia knew what it is at a glance. 

"A compass. Well made. This is a very useful thing Bree." Olivia said. Bree internally thought the reaction is underwhelming. 

"Cough, This is not the only thing he made. He was sabotaged by his previous master after making a blue print for the compass. That is why we found him dying in the Island." She explained.

"A man who has been through that much, trusts you?" Olivia asked. 

"It took work, saving his life at the brink of death also helped." Bree answered. 

"Don't betray him. Can I see the other things he made, see if I want to invest in anything." Olivia said and stood up. 

When she met the man he looks 37 years with a colored beard and bold head seemingly shaved clean. He has a very small stature and beady eyes. "Mistress, it is my honor to meet the queen of our great city." 

"Such a sweet mouth. I hear you have something for me to see?" Olivia walked towards the many items stored in the open cabinets. After seeing everything she pointed at a type writer model. 

"Finish and perfect this and that photo capture machine. I want to make a news paper, make it color so the nobles will buy more." She used to see it done in her last life at the mortals domain. Olivia had grown up in an orphanage and saw the human photos over the years. 

She extended her hand to the man after seeing his many ideas. "I will entrust my kingdom's development to you Mr. Falcon." 

"You won't regret it." The man beamed in delight. Olivia placed a large order for the Compass and suddenly made a decision. She will sponsor this man and allow him an exclusive office where he will have autonomy on its operations.