Chapter 18[Volume 2]
" Valyria? " the man asked.
Jon nodded.
"So the rumors say, the elephants are extracting minerals from the volcanoes without giving their share to the tigers, or so I heard," said Jon.
"Is it possible? " said another.
Jon shrugged.
"I don't know how true it is, but after the first ships supposedly arrived from Valyria, the elephants closed the port, they don't let anyone in or out, not even the tigers," he said.
"Oh, I heard that too," said another.
"Do you think it's a coup? Are the elephants trying to take over the tigers' military? " asked another mercenary.
Jon shrugged.
"I have no idea, but I suppose it's possible, of course, the tigers will respond if it's like that, unless, I know, they kill the leader," he said.
"It's impossible, they have to go through the walls and get to their mansion, which is surrounded by slave soldiers twenty-four hours a day," said a mercenary.
"Impossible? You think so? But elephants live in the old quarters too" said Jon.
The others remained silent.
"It's true, men can come in if they want," said the other.
"Civil war, that's what there will be, but the red priests will stop them, they always do," said another mercenary.
Jon shrugged.
"I don't know, but for me, it's going to be ugly what's coming, and now the tigers have closed the central doors," he said.
"I saw that too, they don't let anyone in or out," said another.
The men began to whisper things to each other.
Jon smiles internally.
Most of them were contract mercenaries, so they were permanently in the city, serving as guards.
After a short time, they would spread all their rumors around the city, people would get nervous, and when the attack passed.
Civil war.
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Arya walked slowly through the mansion, she had to use her mind control a couple of times to get them to let her through.
Her maid uniform was horrible in her opinion, she wore an ankle-length, black skirt with a white shirt.
[T/N: huh, that sounds normal. I was expecting sexy maid, not gonna lie.]
She was carrying dinner for the leader of the tigers, a certain Shaker Tromper.
Arya reached the door where two mercenaries guarded, they stopped her.
"Food for the master," she said, lowering her head in a submissive gesture.
The mercenaries looked at her.
"You are not a slave," said one, pointing out the fact when he saw her without a tattoo.
"No, because as it would be, the master doesn't like inferiors serving him his food," she said.
She had already interrogated several guards to know this fact.
The guards looked at each other and nodded.
They checked the food and knocked on the door.
"What's wrong?" the master asked angrily from inside.
"Food, sir," said a guard.
"Come in" was heard from inside.
They opened the door and Arya entered to see the master of about sixty, bald with grey eyes and a wrinkled face.
"Who are you?" he said, not recognizing her.
"Mind control" she whispered.
It would serve for at least a few minutes.
"Calm down, I'm a new servant," Arya said with her mind control.
"You are a new servant" the master nodded.
"Yes master, I'm Jenny," said Arya.
The old man nodded, and looked her up and down.
"A little young, anyway put it on the table and go," he said.
The girl did as she was told.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
" Does Master have poison? " Arya asked with her mind control.
" Poison? Of course, on the top shelf, the red bag " he said.
Arya took it and sprinkled it on his food until she finished it.
"Wait a minute before eating it, it's hot" she finished telling him with her mind control.
"It's hot, just a minute" he nodded.
The girl turned around and walked away.
The guards let her through and she went to the bathroom before teleporting back to the Maegyr house.
The girl arrived at her room immediately and it didn't take more than a few seconds to reach the white room, she had reached level fifteen with one skill point.
The girl looked at a new area where the skill machine was.
"Oh, so this is the machine" she muttered before leaving the white room.
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Ned listened to Robb's report, Catelyn was still crying in her room, the old man nodded at his son.
"I see" he whispered.
"I'm leaving you, father," he said.
Ned nodded and as soon as Robb left tears came to his eyes.
The wind around him grew cold, his eyes clouded as if ice could come out of them, the whole place seemed to be enveloped in an eternal cold.
"You will pay, Ironborn...no more, no more mercy from the north, no more honor, no more anything, I will kill all the Greyjoys, I will make them pay" the old man muttered with living hatred.
[T/N: LET CHAOS TAKE THE WORLD!! But seriously when Ned stops using honor...]
A man entered, Ned recognized him, his greatest warrior, the great Jon Umber. He carried a horn of alcohol with him, he offered it to him and Ned took a sip.
"The honor is over, Jon," he told him.
The Umber nodded.
"Vengeance is coming my lord," he said.
Ned nodded this time.
"Yes, once again, revenge," he said.
Last time, it was when Rhaegar entered the battlefield, and Robert had his revenge. But now it was his turn.
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Talisa got up and saw that she was in a white room, Robb was sleeping next to her and she gently pushed him to wake him up. Robb explained to her what the room was about, they had a conversation about the Starks' abilities, Robb found out from her, Sansa's abilities and he told her his, about this room too.
When Ned came north, he told him about his skills, and Robb told him about his own, that's when the boy found out the reason his bastard brother Jon Snow left. And what he was doing in Essos with his siblings.
Talisa had married him the night before, the girl wanted to wait for things to calm down a bit, but Robb didn't, he needed someone to talk to, to sleep with, to love, for all the pain he felt.
Talisa also sent a letter to her parents saying that they were married. They weren't married, at least not with a ceremony, they simply slept together. Robb considered it was time, and the night before they finally got married in front of the Weirwood Tree.
Ned was unable to attend, he had left with a group of men for White Harbor to prepare for the invasion of the Iron Islands.
"What's wrong?" the boy asked.
She looked at where she was.
"I leveled up, how?" She muttered and stood up.
Talisa took his hand and the boy approached the monitor, he touched it but nothing happened.
"Why is nothing happening?" he muttered.
Talisa touched it and it lit up.
"What's wrong?" Robb asked.
She looked at the monitor.
{Welcome player!
Due to your marriage to Robb Stark, you now have access to the game, and are considered a player. You will have different, if not equally useful, abilities.
Press next to go to Options.
NEXT/BACK}
The woman pressed next.
{Options:
-Frequently Asked Questions:
-Character menu
-Objects
-Go out}
She pressed character menu.
{Name: Talisa Stark
Title: None
Level: 1 (0/20)
Health: 50/50
Mana: 30/30
Attributes: Low
Skills: None}
The new Stark pressed skills.
{Singer
Healer
Negotiator}
Robb looked at the monitor with curiosity.
' So she gets to be a player after marrying me, her skills are lower than mine, it only gives her three, maybe it's because she has aptitude for these or it's random ' the curious boy thought.
The woman had no doubts what to choose.
{Do you want to spend a skill point and gain the Healer skill at level: 1?
Yes/No}
[T/N: I wonder, is it weaker than Sansa's blessed magic because it's just healing?]
She pressed yes.
{Healer Level: 1 acquired}
Talisa felt hot all over her body, she felt like she was suffocating and suddenly she felt better. She looked at the screen.
{Healer Level: 1
Cost: 30 mana per spell.
Summon Potion: You summon a minor-grade health potion.
-Heals 100 health points.}
[T/N: Definitely different.]
The girl blinked.
"Welcome to the family" she muttered.
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Bran walked beside Hodor, with Rickon and Ossa ahead.
The giant was kind, perhaps very kind, and Bran looked at him, at least being so big he seemed menacing from a distance.
He heard some footsteps.
He saw a boy his age waiting for him.
"I was waiting for you, Brandon Stark," said the boy.
Bran looked at him, he was somewhat smaller than him. Thin, short, with green eyes.
Ossa stood in front of Rickon in an overly protective manner, and Bran noticed how much Ossa had grown fond of his brother, but there was something strange about all this, how that child had survived in the north alone.
"You're not alone" he whispered.
The boy smiled and Ossa felt a sharp edge at her throat, she threw the spear aside and saw a girl standing behind her, holding a spear to her neck.
"My apologies, I am Jojen Reed, son of Howland Reed, my sister there, Meera Reed, is better with weapons than I am," he said.
Bran raised an eyebrow and looked at the girl. Short and thin, with long brown hair and green eyes.
Bran found her beautiful in her own way, like Arya in some ways, a wild beauty, a free spirit, so to speak.
"You claim to be the sons of Howland Reed, one of my father's dearest friends, and you intend to capture us," Bran said.
Jojen laughed.
"Of course not, we couldn't do it even if we wanted to Brandon, in your condition you are capable of taking care of my sister in a few seconds" Jojen clarified.
Meera frowned at that.
But not as much as Bran.
' How does he know? ' he thought.
"Oh, maybe that's not even necessary, your Direwolves would kill us in a second, but it's true, you've been through a bad time, and your distrust is notable, allow me to prove that we are allies... Meera, please can you take your spear away from the woman, it's annoying" he said.
Meera did so but not before shooting an annoyed look at Jojen.
The boy approached and Summer stood in the middle, he put his hand out for him to smell it and the wolf did, he let him pass.
Bran looked at him in surprise.
"Direwolves, impressive creatures, this one can tell whether we are enemies or not, can't it? If I wished you any harm, wouldn't I be dead already?" the boy finished.
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Sansa looked closely at the slave who had his hand bandaged, the girl used her full heal and appeared in the white room, she reached the computer, she had reached level twelve with 2 skill points.
The girl sighed and saw a boy arrive, he didn't look like a slave.
"Hi, are you feeling sick or are you hurt?" she asked when she saw him.
The blue-haired, boy looked at her, Sansa felt captivated by his purple eyes.
"Oh I'm sorry miss, I just have a scratch" he pointed at his hand.
Sansa healed him immediately.
"That was amazing," he said looking at her.
Sansa smiled at him.
And the boy felt nervous, he could only smile foolishly when he saw her.
' Wow…Wow…Wow,' he thought.
Sansa continued to smile.
"It's a skill I acquired, I'm not special," she said.
"I'm afraid you're mistaken, miss," he said.
"Sansa" she introduced herself.
"Sansa…I'm Griff"
[T/N: oh, I guess Sansa is getting Griff this time. I kind of feel bad for Arya, even though the timeline was reset.]
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Aegon finished changing after another day of training and headed for the door. It had been a day since he saw Sansa, he had to be careful, everything was falling apart since the death of the leader of the tigers, many blamed the leader of the elephants, and word on the streets was that a civil war was about to come to Volantis.
"Are you going to see her again, Egg?" Rhae asked him.
[T/N: I am so confused.]
The boy did not respond.
"Why don't you invite her to dinner at least?" she said.
"She's a Stark, I'm investigating her," he said.
"Of course, did you investigate her thoroughly? " his sister asked mischievously.
Aegon rolled his eyes.
"She a Stark, did you forget? And does she have powers?" she asked.
He nodded.
"I have an idea, I'll go with you," she said.
"NO!" he told her.
Rhaenys raised an eyebrow.
"Why not? Aren't you just investigating?" she said.
"It's important to keep up appearances," he said.
Rhae raised an eyebrow.
"It's either that, or you don't want me to come between you," she said.
"Rhae, you are insufferable, why don't you go find your prince?" he said.
"Ash won't let me go out" she clarified.
"Since when has that stopped you?" Aegon asked.
"She is very determined" she answered.
"Then you can't come," Aegon said.
The girl looked at him frustrated.
"Why can he go and I can't? This is sexist" she asked Ashara who had just arrived.
"I have no idea what that means, but Griff here is just going to heal, he's just helping investigate and he's not doing anything wrong," she said.
"I won't do anything bad either, I'll just look for Jon and we'll spend the afternoon together, and how do you know that Egg isn't being bad at all?" she reproached her.
Ashara rolled her eyes.
"Aegon has incredible control over his emotions, you don't," she told her.
Rhaenys started throwing a tantrum, Egg took the opportunity to leave.
"Egg, don't forget to come soon and if something happens, be careful, you must not dishonor her, also I want details if something happens! " his sister shouted at him.
Aegon came out of there all blushing.
Ashara looked at Rhaenys.
"You had to say that" she sighed.
Rhaenys on the other hand looked at her annoyed.
"For your information, I have control over my emotions, if I want to " she clarified.
Ashara sighed.
"You look too much like your mother," the eldest informed her.
Rhaenys smirked.
"You've inherited the bad from her too" Ashara clarified.
The princess shrugged.
"We're fine, Egg doesn't have as much control as he appears to have and you know it perfectly well, I can be more decisive than him, the only difference is that I don't hide my emotions" Elia Martell's daughter informed.
Ashara nodded.
"That's the problem Rhae," she said.
Rhaenys Targaryen let out a frustrated snort, that's when Jon Connington entered.
"Aegon?" he asked.
"With his princess" Rhaenys replied.
" Anything new? " Ashara asked.
"Well, they're still in the early stages, they haven't done anything they shouldn't have, for now," Rhaenys said.
Ashara ignored her.
" Any news on Volantis? " she asked.
Rhaenys looked at her, annoyed at being ignored.
"A civil war will break out soon" he clarified.
"A storm is coming" Rhaenys whispered.
The man nodded.
[T/N: I don't know what to say, this was confusing, wasn't Griff Arya's man back in the previous timeline? If you like this chapter then write a comment, drop some stones, and leave a review. If you want access to some advanced chapters then check out the Patreon.]
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