Chapter 62 (Patreon)
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After the birth of the twin, I stayed a couple of weeks on the island with Daenerys and them, but unfortunately, it was time to go, I had enemies and rivals that I had to eliminate, to ensure the safety of my family.
So today, it would be my parting day, I was sad to leave.
But I had the memory of that fateful day, I'll never forget the moment I held my son and daughter for the first time, I was mentally exhausted and terrified and mostly overwhelmed with everything, but then moment I laid my eyes on them I was also so very much in love, love at first sight, it was as if my life was theirs now and it probably was. A part of me still couldn't believe this was actually happening, while another part of me felt overwhelmed with all the happiness, and I can only imagine what Daenerys feels when she looks at them.
My Ravens were very much in love with my kids, Roda personally had requested to be there for them to defend them should anything come their way, how could I reject such offer.
“Promise to come back,” Daenerys smiled, holding the twins with a soft smile, “If not for me, for them.”
“I will,” I smiled kissing her and the babies in the forehead, my son was probably a baby copy of me, he had her mothers eyes though, but with my complexion, dark hair, and same skin tone, as for my daughter, she took so much from Daenerys, I could faintly see she would have white golden hair like her mother, one thing I knew is that I would spoil the ever-living shit of them.
As I continued to talk with Daenerys, I heard one of my men shout, that a ship was coming, “A ship!”
It couldn’t be any enemies, I had haft of my Krakens protecting the island, and they would never leaver their posts, so whoever was coming was friendly, or at the very least using friendly colors, which would prove my defenses needed some improvement.
With a look, Daenerys understood that it was best if she and the twins waited inside the castle, while I sorted this unexpected incident.
Gathering a few of my men, I ran to the bay ready for anything, should they be enemies, they had committed the most stupid and sad attempt of an infiltration ever if they were allies… well I suppose the term allies is a vague one, I only trust Daenerys and my animals, and I suppose my family.
It didn’t take us long to arrive at the coast, after all, we were very close mostly because I was suppose to leave today. They ship that had arrived had my house colors and banner, so it either meant that some of my men had decided to go over my orders and come, or someone had stolen one of our ships and was trying to trojan horse my ass.
With an eyebrow raised, and mild curiosity taking over, I approached the ship, even more from a new perspective and now I could clearly see from this new angle that the men running the ship were my men.
“Hello, my lord, or should I call you my king now?” That voice was easy to recognize, Dacey Mormont was here, with a sigh I turned around seeing her sitting on a pile of rocks and weapons, with a stern but playful look.
Behind her was Lyanna, with a shy expression on her face but also with a strong resolve to be here, standing with her custom made armor to fit her young body, “Hi… my lord! I mean, my king!” Maybe she was nervous; they had disobeyed my rules, after all.
“I’m going to ask this once, and only once,” I smiled coldly, narrowing my eyes, “Why are you two here?”
Dacey took a step forward without skipping a beat and answered without fear or hesitation, “To help you, we are family, and we bears stand together, so here we stand!” There she goes quoting our family motto.
I sighed, turning my gaze to Lyanna, “And why is she here? You must know she is too young for war,”
“Mormont women don’t shy off from war or a fight!” Lyanna said with determination, shaking her apparent shyness away like it never existed.
“Tell that to a man piercing your throat,” I spat, she could be killed or raped, or worse.
“I want to be of help, I have been training, I can do it,” Lyanna said with resolve.
“You two have disobeyed direct orders from your lord and now king,” I stated with an emotionless tone, “But I’m a kind man, so your punishment will be light, Dacey, you will help me on the fight, but seeing you cant follow simple commands you will be under me, as one of my guards, losing control of the men you brought and anything,”
“It will be my honor,” Dacey kneeled, her blade shining with the daylight, this was supposed to be a light punishment, demoting her from commander to a simple guard, and it aligned with my original plan, for I would keep her out of trouble.
“As for you, Lyanna,” I had to think of another job that sounded like a punishment but was actually not my babies bingo, “You will guard and protect my kids with your life, is that clear?”
Both Lyanna and Dacey froze for a moment, smiles forcibly forming in their faces.
“It would be a great honor, my king!” Lyanna practically threw herself into a kneeling position, once again, my pseudo punishments weren’t taken that way, but I suppose only our family would take something like this, they had lost for the moment being their power to command others as a punishment, and yet they were happy to serve me, in ways most lords that had a taste for power would find demeaning and a waste of their so-called superior qualities.
After a long minute of nothing but dead silence, I laughed as I hugged the living shit out of them, “Now that I did my kingly duty, are you two ready to meet your niece and nephew?”
“Niece and Nephew?” Lyanna inquired with excitement but was confused by the terminology, after all, they weren’t my biological sisters, and my kids weren’t their niece and nephew, but I was raised with them, they were my family and the closest thing I had to siblings.
“Yes, now we can leave them waiting, they are eager to meet their aunts,” I smiled, practically dragging them over to the castle, I had to flex my adorable bundles of joy, like a good father I had to.
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[Euron Greyjoy POV]
Soon, the Sea Stone Throne, would be mine, with my ship the silence, adorably named for the fact that I cut out the tongues of all who serve it in, just because a mute man cant spill secrets, my secrets, or annoy me by talking. Ronard might have a big army, overwhelming mine, but he made a grave and terrible mistake, for his greatest weapon would turn to be his greatest weakness, His dragons would turn on him because I will be able to control them with the dragon horn, I found in Valyria.
“A little blow on this bad guy and his dragons will obey me, and his head will be toasted,” I smiled, for this war was won the moment I entered it.
After admiring my trump card for a bit, I decided to go to the war council I had been invited to see what were the plans the old lion had.
“I have heard of you” Tywin the old lion said with a scrutinizing look as if measuring me up, and his expression said he was not impressed, but oh, he should, “Cruel and fearless, but also… unstable, you might be already playing us, you only play for your own gain, and that is something I can respect, but unlike you, we Lannisters keep our word and pay our debts.”
“We shouldn’t trust him; he is a man that insults the gods and stabs everyone he serves,” One of Tywin’s generals said, looking at me with disdain.
“Godless? Me? Tywin it seems your generals are going senile, I am the godliest man ever to raise sail! You serve merely Seven Gods, but I have served ten thousand. From Ib to Asshai, and for that I was made the Drowned God, and now when men see my sails, they pray. But I don’t listen,” I smiled at the everyone table, “Don’t worry, we share a common enemy, one that we both want death,”
"That we do, for now," Tywin nodded, the old was catching on, he knew or expected my betrayal once we eliminated our common enemy, no wonder he has such a fame.