Game of Thrones: The Prideful One

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Daenerys, as I expected, was at the coast, waiting with the army to enter the ship, she was a tad bigger, her belly ever-growing. With a simple glance, I could tell I had a month or two before she was due. So I had to control that fucking island before that happened.

"We are sailing to Lys tomorrow right?" Daenerys inquired sitting on a lounge silver coach, I had bought. They said it was super comfortable.

"Yes," I nodded, as I smiled seeing how dashing she looked.

Daenerys smiled for a moment as she touched her belly, as she gazed into my eyes, "We will win, I feel it."

"Was there ever any doubt?" I smirked at her with a hint of overconfidence.

"No there wasn't," Daenerys giggled.

"Viserys is here, you know?," I sighed, not really knowing what to do with him, setting him free was not an option, and death was something I wanted Daenerys to choose for him.

Daenerys looked at me for a second as if contemplating what to do with her brother, she now had an even bigger reason to deal with him. There is no love like motherly love. If something can move mountains is that unyielding love a mother feels for her children, not all of them feel this, but Daenerys was that type of woman, so all Viserys had to do was say the wrong words and he would be dead.

"I'll deal with him later," Daenerys said with a cold tone, with emotionless eyes, giving me all the information I needed, she had no feelings for him at all anymore, she didn't feel powerless. She knew she was the dragon and he was a fake.

"Do whatever you want, but don't set him free, he steps out of his prison and stays alive, and I'll personally have him skinned," While I trusted she would not so that I had to let her know my thoughts on the matter, I had stationed various snakes around and Ravens should he try and flee, they would kill him in a matter of seconds.

Daenerys actually smiled at that, "I would never, he plotted to have you killed and wanted to sell me as a common whore, he would spend the rest of his days in prison or maybe if I feel generous I will kill him,"

Damn, since when she become so cold blooded and badass, she is so warm and girly with me, but the moment we talk about anything else she goes full Maleficent, I am both intrigued and aroused by this behavior, "My Queen is breathing fire," I smiled.

Daenerys stood up and grabbed my hands putting one on her belly, and the other in my heart, "I have things I would gladly die for now, you and my babies are the only ones I care, for what I care… the world can burn,"

"I agree," I smiled, giving her a soft peck on the lips.

"Do you think they know?" Daenerys inquired after our kiss, making me smile.

They did know, someone had deduced my intentions and wanted to fuck with them, but once again, they used the now most unreliable method of communication, Ravens, and I knew that their Magister was preparing for me.

"They do, but is changes nothing, if a hanged man knows he is going to be hanged, changes nothing,"

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[Next Day]

After setting the security detail for Daenerys, that consisted in Ravens, Horses, several snakes hiding in every corner of her room and her personal guard that had over one thousand men, we sailed sailed to Lys, my one hundred and fifty ships loaded with men ready to fight and die for me.

Our estimated time of arrival was approximately one day.

The commander of my fleet said we would arrive in a day or so. If we didn't encounter their navy on the way.

And we would not, why? Krakens.

Their navy was a nonexistent concern for me, after all, I had ordered my Krakens to start destroying their ships, eliminating their navy before we even arrived at Lys. Rendering Lys's naval defenses useless.

While seeing my men fight in the sea would be intriguing, I didn't want to risk Daenerys ship being crushed or something, and I also wanted all my men alive and fully rested for the siege that was coming, depending on how well defended the city was it could take from weeks to months to bring them to their knees, but I didn't have the luxury of that. Lys would fall, and it would fall fast.

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[Peteky Malore - Magister of Lys - POV]

I had received a message from Pentos that a self proclaimed King and Conqueror was coming our way. What at stupid little child, my sources had confirmed he was indeed sailing to Lys. And that would arrive, but like many others he would fail, his army would shatter, his power would vanish and his men would be sold as slaves in my market, and after that I would personally train his wife to be a whore worthy of working in one of my pleasure gardens.

"Kids have a taste for victory and suddenly feel invincible," I laughed, as one of my naked whores served me more wine.

"Our navy is highly accustomed to sea of Lys, no matter how big his army is, it can't do anything if it doesn't land," One of my advisors agreed.

"I can't wait to see if it's true that pure Valyrian pussy tastes like fire," I laughed, but a loud sound startled me, followed by the screams of terror, what was going on outside my beach tower.

Standing up my chair and walking as fast as I could to the window to see what was happening, I glanced outside my tower, and what I saw made me shiver. This shouldn't be happening. Not now.

A Kraken, What is a beast so rare doing here, we have no Krakens close to Lys, they are never around this area, what could've possibly made this terrible scenario, that Kraken would dwindle our ships, but not enough to destroy our navy.

"My lord loom there!" My advisor pointed to another direction.

Another Kraken… two… maybe we could handle….

"My lord!" My advisor cried in panic, pointing to another direction, where the same thing was happening.

More krakens, destroying our ships one by one, they were targeting them… our Navy was done for. There was nothing we could do to stop such creatures.

All I could do was watch in terror how these creatures destroyed my defenses as if they were helping the brat coming up. Destiny was not smiling upon me.

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[Ned Stark POV]

I was anxiously waiting for my wife's carriage as I saw it descend from the road, I would be soon reunited with her, and the rest of my family, my pack.

It almost felt as if the war wasn't going on, and we were at peace.

As I pondered over this stupid ideas, deep within my thoughts, the carriage stops, and like an arrow Cat gets out and comes running at my arms.

"Ned!" Cat cried touching my face as if she didn't believe it.

"I'm back," I smiled, not resisting the urge anymore to kiss her.

It was as if I was dying of thirst and her embrace was my only salvation, things like this were never my forte, but I was happy with the thought she knew that I loved her, and needed her.

"I never lost hope the gods would help you," Cat said between sobs, "I never stopped praying for you,"

I smiled hugging her tightly, "We are together at last,"

Our embrace lasted for about five minutes before we broke it off, by this point Cat had calmed down and started to explain to me in detail how the war was going. She also went into detail to explain how Ronard planned to use me, I knew she didn't think much of the lad, but this is… troubling.

"Cat, stop," I said, she was getting on my nerves, I loved her, but he had saved me, he deserved at least some respect, I would not let other bad mouth someone that has only done good to our family, "We owe him a lot, more than he owe us, stop this nonsense, we are northerners, we don't dwell in plots like the southerners, we are for the most part honorable, and the lad for me is honorable, we were the ones that broke our word first and paid a grave price for it,"

Cat glared at me, as if I had insulted her, but it had to be said, if it wasn't for Robert and my lack of spine to stop him, we would have Ronard aiding us right now, and Sansa would have a good husband. We had severed that ourselves, and we are the only ones to blame.

"You'll see like I told not to come to King's landing because you would probably end up dead and it ended up being almost true, you'll see how honorable that kid can be," Cat said with a huff leaving to speak with her father.

"Not even an hour together and we already fought," I sighed.