7 Crannogs
I grinned, "Nah, Lord Reed, I never demand girls as payment, they usually volunteer for it."
Yes, I am THAT good! I had thirty wives the last world I was in, and I never demanded one for the job. No, Luna added them, she once said I could handle thirty wives and I think she wanted to see if it was true… It was! Yes, this fine specimen of the Wizarding kind can satisfy thirty wives! With a hell of a lot of Magic, but it is not a cheat if you are a Wizard, it is just another skill set, most of the wives didn't mind some Yuri action, so that helped a bit too.
Where was I… ah, Reed, "We can offer a few small but helpful spells, for example warding your homes against insects and rodents. I bet you have a lot of those in your swamps. We can teach your Magic children new ways to do Magic and even help them in theirs. We noticed there are not a lot of Crannog children among our students, is there a reason for it?"
Lord Reed looked thoughtfully at me, "An insect repellent on our buildings would be an improvement, as you said, we have a lot of them. As for our children, we prefer to teach them ourselves."
I shrugged, "I respect that, in fact, if some of your people want to give some guest lectures about Warging and Greenseers, we will compensate them well. We are always open for new ways to do Magic."
I remembered something, I opened my Manor trunk and beckoned him to come along, we stored most of the seeds from the girl's emergency trunks in this Manor in a stasis room. I took a bag of Rice out and showed it to Lord Reed.
"This plant grows well in a swampy area, it has the same use as rye, wheat, barley, or oats, only this kind of rice needs plenty of water, and if you store it in a dry place it can keep good for years. If I am not mistaken, then Lady Luna handed out Rice seeds that needed dry ground to grow for the Farmer Gates. She has books to cultivate this kind of Rice. Send a few of your men here and she will teach them. We will be growing this kind of rice on our fields, most of our land is a swamp too."
Howland Reed looked inside the bag to study the seeds and looked up at me: "If this is true, then my people will not only survive but thrive in our marches. Thank you, Lord Potter. We will do our best to be good neighbors, I will call a few elders here after the festivities to discuss it with Lady Luna."
He left with his bag of seeds as if he found a bag of gems, in a way it is a bag of gems if your people will benefit from it. Well, that was my neighborly good deed done, now, how do I exploit them? For centuries they acted as a buffer against the South with the Neck as a bottleneck… ah that is where the name comes from, bad naming sense if you ask me. Necky would be so much better for it.
The girls returned with the Ladies and saw me sitting alone on my throne… no comments! The girls told me I need one of those, every Lord has to have one. I just had to make sure mine was a tat smaller than the Starks one or he would get jealous. I saw him measuring my throne with his eyes the other day and standing next to it to compare when he thought I was not looking. They make everything into a pissing contest.
I stood up and spread my arms, "Ladies, I regret to inform you that your husbands are not capable of doing something more than snoring tonight, their guards escorted them back to their quarters. I hope my wives entertained you enough to make this an enjoyable evening."
Lady Stark asked, "What did you do, Good son? It is not unusual to have some of the Lords drunk, but not all of them."
I held my hands up and protested: "My dear Good Mother, not all of them were drunk as you suspect, Lord Reed was perfectly sober when he left this hall," I shrugged, "The others however… I presented some new beverages and they quite liked them."
Daphne took over, "Maybe we should call it for tonight, we can discuss trade and politics tomorrow after the Lords had their breakfast."
When the Ladies were gone, I looked smugly at my wives and commented: "This time I am the last man standing! This time I will remember it all."
Luna patted my back, "You are right, Hubby, but last time you shagged more than fifty girls and High Elves, even Maud the Werecat. Who did you shag this time? Oberyn?"
I hugged her, "This time I am going to shag my eight beautiful wives."
Daphne commented: "Nine wives, Harry, get Ashara here, she is waiting."
Tower 1 was the only tower that got some serious action that night. Life is Great!
Xxxxx
The next morning the Lords came down to breakfast, some more hungover than the other. Brandon Stark complained: "Lord Potter, your liqueurs taste good, but they give terrible hangovers, I can not remember how I got in bed last night."
Poor bloke, is that something to say when your mother is sitting next to you? Worse, the wife heard it too! I have to save him from their scorn.
"It is partially my fault," I said, "I did not warn you that those drinks give a kick to the head if you don't take them in small doses. You can cure your hangover by drinking a lot of nonalcoholic fluids."
Lord Umber commented, "Aye, those drinks kick harder than a mule, but they taste good, Lord Potter, are those for sale?"
Daphne answered: "Not yet, Lord Umber, they will soon, now that our Castle and Canal are finished, we can focus on trade and educating the people."
Lord Arryn took Daphne's bait, "What do you mean by educating the People? It is the duty of the Maester to educate the Nobles."
Daphne took a sip of her tea and said: "The Maesters failed in that duty for over eight thousand years. As a matter of fact, they prevented the Nobles learn new things. Last night my sister-wife showed the Ladies what is possible with the right kind of education and not a speck of Magic."
Lady Stark spoke up, "It is true, Lord Arryn, last night Lady Luna showed us wonders of her world we could not imagine it possible. You can check it with the Ladies of your retinue."
Daphne added, "We bring more than Magic to this world, Lord Arryn, after our task is done, we have to live here, we prefer to do that with all the comfort of our old world."
Lord Arryn frowned: "The Seven abhor Magic, it needs to be erased from this world, it is in the scriptures of the Faith of the Seven."
Daphne shrugged, "And yet the Andals helped build that wall of ice, three hundred miles long and seven hundred feet high. How is that possible without Magic? How do the Maesters train their ravens? Most of all, Lord Arryn, scriptures are written by men, Lady Hermione studied the books about the Faith of the Seven in the library of Winterfell, the chronicles of the Faith have changed over the millennia, the passage that Magic has to be erased appeared three thousand years ago, not one word before that. I guess a Magician pissed a High Septon off and the Septon took revenge."
I commented: "I would not be the first time someone is abusing his position to change things to the way he likes it. History is written by the victors, Holy scriptures are not an exception, some of the details can be changed over time, words can be interpreted in several ways, and before you know it there is a religious war over it."
Lord Arryn tried to argue, "You are not following the Old Gods from the First Men either, which Gods do you worship?"
What is it with people that demand I have to worship a God? Those naffers are putting me in worlds so I can entertain them. Because of them, I have to solve all the problems in those worlds, and marry a boatload of girls that I have to fuck every night…? Hmm, maybe I should say thank God from time to time, last night was a blast, Ashara especially was in form, she was a wild cat that scratched my back until I fucked her senseless. Thank You Death, God, Stranger, Whatever!
I answered, "Who can say that the Faith of the Seven is the right Religion? Maybe the real god is from Yi Ti? Or is it the Stallion of the Dothraki? Maybe it is the same God but people name it differently? Who am I to say who is right or wrong?"
Daphne interrupted, "It is too early for philosophic debates, we will do that after dinner. Today is a day of celebrations, we have a small stadium to view sparring matches if some of the young Lords or your guards are willing to show their skills. The garrison Lord Stark posted here is using it regularly to hone their skills."
The Captain stood up and confirmed it, "It is true, My Lords, the stadium is a marvel, it gives the spectators a perfect view of the battles or fights, I can see and correct every flaw that I otherwise would have missed."
Xxxxx
The stadium was a hit! The best entertainment of Westeros is a bunch of men beating the crap out of each other. The guards loved to show off and made it into a competition, we humored them and I offered a high-quality sword for the first place. My mistake, now they were bashing each other's heads in to get that sword, Luna had to patch a lot of them up or they would end up crippled.
Luna had her students in the stadium to watch the show, and to show what Magic healing could be used for, the kids had a blast, it was not every day they could see a Melee competition, and like everyone from Westeros, they love violence. One after the other needed healing, the call of a sword from the Magician was too strong, and they went the extra mile for it.
Rodrick Cassel, the Master at Arms of Winterfell won the sword in the finals. He tested the sword on a beam of Ironwood, it went halfway in, smugly he looked around to challenge someone to do better. Susan showed the quality of her Dragon Rider Sword by slicing and dicing that beam of Ironwood after that normal swords hardly made a scratch and Valyrian steel penetrated at most a few inches.
Brandon Stark commented, "At Harrenhall Lord Potter cut Ser Arthur Dayne's Dawn into pieces, it seems his wives have the same quality of swords."
Kevan Lannister said: "I never knew there are swords of a better quality as the Valyrians, Lord Potter, are you willing to sell some to us?"
Daphne shook her head and answered in my place: "No, we won't sell those. What we will do is teach new ways of forging a blade to quality on almost the same level as the Valyrian swords."
Kevan was surprised: "You are willing to share those secrets? At no cost at all?"
Daphne answered: "We get a lot of goodwill in place, Lord Lannister, if we keep it a secret, it will eventually be discovered by spies or drunks bragging about it, this way we get something out of it."
At the strange looks from the Lords, I understood what they were thinking, I commented: "My Lords, Lady Daphne is our main Diplomat, Lady Susan handles the Trade, Lady Hermione is in charge of our Knowledge, And Lady Luna is our Teacher and Healer. Once Lady Lyanna, Lady Britta, Lady Alys, and Lady Lysa are on the same level of education, they too will handle some of the tasks they are most gifted at."
I continued: "My wives are, or going to be as smart as I am, letting them sit at home and do some needle-pointing is a waste of talent. My focus is on the practical side, developing new Magics, new sciences that my wives and I invent, like a new way of digging the Canal for example."
Lyanna spoke up: "Our husband is right, in a year, two at most, we will have the same knowledge as Hermione, Daphne, Susan, or Luna. And let me tell you, Lords of the North, they know a lot."
Kevan nodded slowly, then he asked: "Lady Luna? Is it possible for you to look at my nephew Jaime's injury? I hope you can heal him with your skills, what I witnessed today convinced me you have the talent to cure him. You will be well rewarded must you succeed. He is the future Warden of the Westerlands if not for that injury."
Luna looked at me, I shrugged, she is the best at healing so it is her show, Luna said: "Let him come here, Lord Lannister, the room I use for healing is specially made to prevent infections, and my sister wives can assist me if needed. A trip by boat will not be too taxing on his health, and he needs time to recover under my supervision. The Garrison has a Maester, he can send a raven to Casterly Rock."
Kevan rushed out to write a letter, Lord Arryn asked: "Is it possible? I heard his spine was damaged in at least two places, he can hardly walk up straight."
Daphne commented: "Lady Luna is the best healer among us, we are certain Ser Jaime will recover, he won't be doing acrobatics, but a normal life is possible."
Yeah, getting future enemies in prime condition is a bad idea, he will recover, but being a prime swordsman is out of the question. Healers oath you ask? Meh, Luna never swore such an oath.
Xxxxx
Hoster Tully sighed, had no luck in sellin… negotiating betrothals for his daughters, Ned was a candidate, but as a second son he can only have a Castle on some barren lands, besides, he had other candidates lined up. Jaime Lannister is out too, Cercei married his son Edmure, and that woman is one Hell of a bitch. Having one of his daughters in Tywin's reach is like handing all his secrets to him. Brandon Stark married Barbrey Ryswell after knocking her up, Renly Baratheon is a pillow biter, so is Loras Tyrell. The pickings are slim.
He sighed, his daughters are not high in demand, especially not after that fool Baelish spread rumors that he took both girls to bed. That was the last rumor he spread though, when Lysa was found she was with child, Baelish lost his head and Lysa was forced to drink Moon tea. It got him stuck with tainted goods nobody wanted. House Tully is only a few centuries old and not very popular, Hoster Tully sighed.
Catelyn Tully sighed, she spent last night and this day with the Potter Ladies, and she felt inadequate. Luna's healing, Daphne's holding her own discussing politics with High lords, Susan's trading skills, and she can't understand a word of what Hermione is saying. Lyanna too, she is hosting the Ladies with her former Handmaidens as if she is been doing it for years. She noticed that her education was sourly lacking, there wasn't even a Joust to discuss, she sighed.
Jon Arryn sighed, it is hard to admit that Magic can be used for the betterment of the people, year after year the Septons preached that Magic was Evil, but now he is proven wrong. He visited a Farmer Gate with Eddard and witnessed the fertile land in it. This was the key to survival for the North, fifty square miles of fertile lands that knew no winter was more valuable than gold. And it is all done with Magic, Jon Arryn sighed.
Kevan Lannister sighed, the wonders he witnessed here will become a treat to the Westerlands in the future. The Canal will cut travel time to Braavos in half, but they will lose a big part of trade from the North, they can avoid the Iron Born and trade with Essos instead of them.
Now there is a chance to get Jaime healed by them, making them indebted to them, Jaime will worship the ground they walk on if he gets healed by them. As a future Warden of the Westerlands that is a weak position to be in. He bet that they did not show every skill they have, Kevan Lannister sighed.
Oberyn sighed, no matter how he tried, neither Lord Potter nor one of his wives wanted to join in his bed for some fun, now he is losing his Obara and Nymeria to the Potters, even Tyene wants to stay here! That bastard showed Obara one of his spears, it could penetrate a bloody granite rock! How can you compete with that? Those daggers he showed to Nymeria even scared me, jagged ends, so sharp that if you try to shave with them you slice your throat without even feeling it cutting in your flesh! Those throwing knives are on a master level… my sweet, sweet Tyene, nine years old, Lady Luna showed all kinds of herbs that can be used in different ways, she begged me to be fostered here! My three beautiful sand snakes want to be swamp rats and stay here. Fucking Potter, Oberyn sighed.
Lord Stark sighed, his daughter is overshadowing Brandon in every facet of life, even though she was only one of eight wives she gained more respect from his Banners. They witnessed Lyanna working on the Farmer Gates with the Potter wives, she often took the Ladies in the Gates and explained it to them in a way they could understand. She can speak, write, and read the First Men language, Common, and High Valyrian. She knows high Mathematics some of it even the Maester could not understand. What she did in Winterfell and here is unbelievable, digging a canal, building Moat Cailin back to its former glory and people saw Lyanna's part in it, she is not at their level yet, but her contributions can not be denied. Brandon? He got Barbrey Ryswell pregnant and married her. Oh, and he is reasonably good with a blade. Lord Stark sighed.
I sighed, I just spend a few hours fucking my wives, Luna developed a spell that mimicked those blue pills. With a two-hour erection all the wives are well shagged now, I am exhausted though, tomorrow Ashara is here too… I sighed, smiling.
Xxxxx
The Lords left, and life settled back to normal, we made the last adjustments to the canal, making stations and stables for the horses that were pulling the ships through the canal, every ten miles we set it up so the horses have a chance to rest while another team takes over, we set a good rotation in with plenty of horses, the Dothraki have a lot of them.
The harbor is expanded, with room for a hundred ships and space to expand if needed. We made a city plan, built the sewers and roads, and marked the spaces for the buildings, Alys found her calling by managing the Castle and the budding City.
Two weeks later, Oberyn left his snakes behind, Obara 13, Nymeria 11, and Tyene almost 10 were the first to be fostered here besides our Magic students, they asked Doran Martell's permission behind their father's back. Oberyn first wanted to stay and see if the Lannister boy could be healed, but his brother's permission for his daughters to stay here ruined his mood, especially when Obara got an awesome spear she lovingly called her Stabber. Nymeria got a set of throwing knives and a pouch with an extension charm and featherweight. Tyene followed Luna and her students around and practiced Magic with them. Oberyn sighed when he sailed away.
Obara and Nymeria became good friends with Dacey and Alysane Mormont, all four were lodged in the main tower on the same level, as four battle maniacs they overcame the age differences, often teaming up in sparring matches against me.
When Jaime Lannister arrived, Kevan escorted the boy… man with his guards in. After the bread and salt, Luna did a quick examination, "Tonight you will eat a light meal without alcohol. Tomorrow you will skip breakfast, no drinking either, I believe we can heal most of your injuries, Ser Jaime. For now, go to your quarters and take a bath, tomorrow morning you need to take a bath or shower too, Ser Kevan's servants will help you out."
Luna could heal him now without all the drama, but we are going to milk it out to the max, so some theatrics will increase their gratitude. "Politics" explained Daphne, "Increased trade," said Susan, "Psychology," commented Hermione, "I love showing off," said Luna. "I want to stab him," said Obara. "I have a Mace with his name on it," said Dacey. Hmm? Do they have a history with the boy? "He needs to be alive when he leaves from here, so no killing snobby boys," I warned them. Both huffed and turned their head.
The next morning at the breakfast table, Obara and Dacey sat in front of Jaime Lannister and ate the most delicious food, almost moaning when they took a bite, while Jaime's belly was growling from hunger, he glared at the girls but did not comment, Kevan must have set him straight.
Luna ended the torture and took the boy along to the medic facilities, next to the stadium. All the wives followed, Lyanna acted as nurse, and pushed Kevan and the guards out, "Nobody is allowed inside to prevent infections, there is a waiting room with some books that explain why. Read them. Out!"
She turned to Jaime and said: "Remove your clothes, Ser Jaime, all of it."
Jaime Lannister got the Deer in the Headlights Look and swallowed, "All of it?"
Lyanna nodded, "All of it. One of the fractures is just above your pelvis, to heal it, nothing can stand in the way."
Slowly Jaime removed his clothes, Lyanna rolled her eyes, "You don't need to make a show of it, Lannister, just take those clothes off. Our husband has more impressive gear than yours, there is no need to make it entertaining for me."
Blushing red hot he removed the last pieces of cloth. Lyanna pointed to the table in the middle of the room and said: "On your belly, Lady Luna will be here in a few minutes she must prepare for the operation."
A few minutes later, Luna came in, followed by Hermione, Susan, and Britta, on the floor above, the students who were interested in healing were following the procedures behind one-way glass, with Daphne tutoring them in how to make an impact as a healer. Obara and Dacey were watching too with a big grin on their face.
Luna put Jaime to sleep and started healing the damage, three spells corrected the fractures and restored the damaged nerve ends, the damaged leg was next, carefully she left a bit of damage uncured, enough to prevent him from being an excellent swordmaster again. Then she conjured a table, chairs, and a deck of cards. They sat down and started playing.
Daphne said to the students, "You get no respect when you do the job in a few minutes, so stabilize your patient so he doesn't die, and take your time to heal them up. The only time you have to be quick is on a battlefield, and even then you have to make sure they don't die.. Or if you are on the losing side, then you have to hurry."
The next hour, Daphne taught anatomy to the students, assisted by Lyanna who pointed the different muscles out on Jaime's body, on his front and back. When the hour was over, Luna took a bag of blood, and dripped some on her apron and on the others too, the operating instruments on the small table got some blood on them, she vanished the poker table and chairs, and woke Jaime up.
"Ser Jaime, the operation was successful, there was a small problem on your knee that could not be repaired, but that is a minor detail. You can put your clothes back on," said Luna with a serene smile on her face.
Jaime Lannister dressed himself under the watchful eyes of Luna, Susan, Britta, and Lyanna who were commenting on how much size can differ from man to man.
Once dressed, Luna gave her orders, "One month to get your strength back up before you pick up a sword, or you will damage your spine again. Dacey and Alysane Mormont helped by Obara Sand will be your training coaches."
Daphne explained it to the students: "At the tournament at Harrenhall, Ser Jaime made fun of and humiliated the Mormont sisters and the Sand sisters in front of others and their families. As the teachers of both Mormonts and Sands, we have to allow them to get even without killing each other. Now that I said that, Dacey, Obara, you have to take your task seriously, you had your revenge, and it stops here. Do you agree?"
Dacey nodded, "I agree, Lady Daphne."
Obara reluctantly nodded too, "Agreed, Lady Daphne, it ends here."
Daphne smiled, "You learned an important lesson just now, you have to know which fights are worth fighting for. The Lannister boy will be an important Lord someday, carrying a grudge against him will only backfire. You have a month to make him your friend, a rich, powerful friend that you helped to recover from a crippling accident. Go for it girls."
Daphne turned to her students, "This is part of your education too, you are still young, but knowing who you can and can not insult can save your life someday. It is almost lunchtime, so we are going to grab a sandwich and eat it on the wall facing the harbor. Go!"
Daphne stayed behind, "Drop the spell, Harry, I know you are in here."
She felt my hands slide from behind to cupping her boobs, I softly said: "You are a great teacher, Misses Daphne, this student was a bad boy and needs to be disciplined."
Daphne moaned when I pinched her nipples through her clothes, "I think I can come up with a punishment, student Potter, but don't stop what you are doing now."
8 A Lion, a Bear, and a Snake sat in a Gym…
"Oh? How is my performance, Teacher? Can you grade it?" not waiting for an answer I unbuttoned her shirt, "Let me open this shirt, these tits need more attention."
Daphne sucked her breath in when I manhandled her boobs and started grinding her bum against my crotch, she growled: "Forget about grades Mister Potter! If you don't finish this you will get detention with me until you get it right!"
I chuckled, "Teacher, you are almost encouraging me not to finish, can it be that even if I am a bad boy, you are more bad than me? You are a horny Teacher lusting for her student, what a slut! Do the other students know you like to be fucked from behind?"
With a snap of my fingers, our clothes were on the floor, "Bend forwards with your hands to the wall, slutty Teacher, this student is going to fill your snatch." I whispered, "Let's give a show for those two curious students who are peeking at the door."
I noticed Dacey and Obara getting an eyeful from behind the door. Meh, they are old enough to know the facts of life, especially Obara, I knew Oberyn was open with his sex life, so she would have seen enough to know what goes in what hole… No, knowing Oberyn... What goes in every hole possible? Dacey must have spied on Maege too no doubt, she is fifteen years old and no stranger to the facts of life. She often trained with the recruits of the guards after her magic training to blow off some steam. Well, she takes after her mother, we applied the anti-conception charms on them though.
When our quicky was done, I called out: "Dacey, Obara, come in here. Now, did you need something or were you just curious how Wizards fuck?"
Dacey blushed a bit and answered: "We are sorry for watching, my Lord, we came back to ask if you have a training schedule for the Lannister that we can use. We did not want to disturb you."
With a spell, Daphne was fully dressed, she smiled: "There is no harm done, girls. If we wanted privacy we would have used spells to lock the door and charms to divert attention away from us. It was our fault that we did not do them."
I thought for a bit and said, "I think Hermione brought a copy of her library along in her emergency trunk. There must be some books about physical training among them, ask her for the books and bring them to me. Dacey, Obara, You know Daphne is right about making friends with the Lannister Heir, bury your grudges, this month is crucial to make ties with Westeros."
When they left I asked Daphne: "Do you think they know we are making guesses most of the time? Most of our knowledge is from books, and their customs are completely different than ours."
Daphne shrugged, "Our guesses are ten times better than their certainties, love, ugh, that is something Dumbledore would say. We better not break your head over it. Come, we grab some sandwiches, Luna wants us to be there when she starts her lecture about Shapeshifting. It is on the outer wall."
Xxxxx
Luna raised her eyebrow at us when we rushed to her class, "Now that we all are here, we will demonstrate what Shapeshifting is and how you can become one. The first step is to find your inner animal, there is a method to find it fast, but we urge you to wait to look for it until you are fifteen years old at least. Why, You ask? Because your inner animal can change with the years."
Luna pointed to one of the kids, "Take Ollo for example, nine years old, he has a family that loves him and he loves them, his inner animal could be a small dog, if bad luck strikes and the Iron Born raids the village and he sees that his family gets slaughtered, that event will change him. Rage, revenge, powerlessness, sorrow can change a person, so it will change the inner animal, it could change into a mouse or a wolf."
She held her hands up to stop the questions, "That will not mean if your animal is a mouse that you are a coward, and brave if you are a wolf. A mouse is a hardworking animal that takes good care of its litter. What I am trying to tell is your animal can change over the years. But! Once you start with the process to be a Shapeshifter or Skinchanger as it is called here, the animal you found will remain with you for the rest of your life."
Luna pointed at me, "Another reason your animal can change is to let it match with your mate. Our husband's animal is a Dragon, and all his wives' inner animals changed into Dragons too. Show your Dragon, husband."
I made my transformation slow so everyone could have a good look, soon, a Magnificent, Glorious, Imposing, Impressive, almost… no, a completely Divine Emerald Green Dragon stood on the Wall, sparkling in the midday sun. I turned my left side to them, that was my best-looking side in my opinion, I held my head up high and breathed some fire out with a roar.
Luna lectured: "As a Skinchanger you take some of the characteristics of your animal over, in our husband's case it is the urge to show off." Luna ignored my glare and huff, she continued, "Now, if you happen to be a flying animal, learning to fly can be dangerous, it is not an inborn instinct, and our human mentality can mess it up. Once you can, however, it is fantastic to soar through the sky."
One by one, the girls changed into their Dragon, Susan a Red one, Luna a Gold, Daphne's Blue, and Hermione a silver one. With a roar, we took to the sky, while Lyanna and Britta supervised the class. It was our second public showing of our animagus. Sometimes we flew at night, mostly when we raided the Dothraki for their slaves and horses. Now the Lannisters got an eyeful of our dragons when we circled the Castle and Harbor.
We landed on the wall and changed back to humans. Luna continued her lecture, "Even where we come from, a Magic animal is extremely rare, a once-in-a-thousand-year chance. The only reason we could do this too is because we love our husband and our inner animal changed to match his. In time, Lady Lyanna, and Ladies Britta, Alys, and Lysa will have theirs too, but it needs hard work and dedication."
"But we will start with something easier," said Luna, while the students were hanging on her lips and absorbed every word she said. "Warging, a trait most of the First Men possess. Tomorrow, Elders from our neighbors, the Crannog Men are visiting us to teach you how to Warg into small animals. They are specialist in Warging and are better at teaching it than us. We give you the rest of the day off so you can pay attention tomorrow. Remember, be respectful to grown-ups, and don't bully the other children."
Xxxxx
While the kids scattered away, we stayed on the wall and discussed the Canal and Harbor, Hermione was not happy with Horses dragging the boats through the canals. I explained that it was done in our world for centuries before the steam engine was invented.
"Come on Hermione, you can not expect us to make towboats to tow the ships through the canal? It is not one, but we need dozens of them!" I ended.
Hermione huffed: "How many horses are you using now? The canal is going to be popular, are those horses going to keep up with the demand? A towboat can easily pull three or four ships along, and we can make it run on Magic."
Susan asked: "Like the boats for the firsties at Hogwarts, Hermione? I doubt they can pull ships through our canal, those enchants are not strong enough."
Luna commented: "I don't know enough of the inner workings of Muggle towboats to have an idea how to make it work, but let's talk about how big they have to be and how will they move through the water. How much Magic will they need, and will there be enough ambient Magic for it? We can not tax the ley lines too much."
The discussion advanced to our workshop where we made several scale models and propulsion systems, a visit to my Mindscape made the girls understand what we needed, at nightfall, some working models made the selection. Now we have to make them in the real world, my mindscape can be such a cheat.
We need horses or towboats for our Canal, for the ships to be able to sail on their own to our harbor the Canal had to be ten times wider for them to be able to sail up-wind. You know the zig-zagging… can these ships even do that kind of thing? Not with the rigging on the ships we saw so far. Our ships will rule the oceans once we start building them.
Xxxxx
The next morning, Dacey and Obara sat next to Jaime Lannister, Dacey said: "No greasy or sweet food, Ser Jaime, our program starts a half hour after breakfast, and we don't want you to puke your food out. We received books from Lady Hermione with secret lore to train your body back into shape, so we will do this training in the private exercise quarters of Lord Potter. Your guards are not allowed to attend."
Gregor Clegane, the head guard of Jaime objected: "We are ordered to keep Heir Jaime in our sight at all times, little girl. They were lucky yesterday that Lord Kevan overruled me to let them cut him up without our supervision."
Dacey glared at Clegane, "You being here is nothing more than humoring your Lord's sense of importance, Ser Gregor. Lord Potter broke bread and salt with Ser Jaime, do you really think he will let us harm him? Do you realize you yourself almost broke guest rites by deliberately wounding and even trying to cripple your opponents during the sparring matches with Lord Potters's guards? So shut up or you will find yourself on the first ship that is heading for Lannisport, with or without your head."
Kevan Lannister interrupted the discussion, "Ser Clegane, Lady Luna is in charge of Jaime's healing. For the next four weeks, you will obey every command from her as an order from Lord Tywin. Lady Luna put these two Maidens in charge of Jaime's recovery, you better listen to what they say. I will not have you jeopardize Jaime's recovery over some misplaced pride."
Daphne added, "Lady Dacey, You could have rephrased those words better, even when you are right about it, it could have been said more politely."
In other words, we agreed with what Dacey told Clegane, he could be on the next ship with our blessing, with or without his head attached to his body if he isn't careful. By the look on Kevan's face, he got the message too.
Howland Reed, who arrived yesterday with his Elders watched with a smile on his face how Dacey gave the Lannister guards a tongue lashing.
"The young she-bear is a feisty one" commented one of his Elders, "She reminds me of her Grandfather."
"Not only the she-bear, Owen," said another Elder, "Did you see that Sand Snake's hand on her dagger? These weeks are going to be entertaining, to say the least."
Xxxxx
In the following weeks, Dacey and Obara torture… coached the Lannister kid back into shape in our private fitness center, often helped by Alysane and Nymeria. His guards were still mad for not being allowed to witness the secret methods they used to get the kid back into his former glory… our fitness center included a big Jacuzzi and massage tables… all for the cause of letting him recover from his ordeal, of course. The Vow we had Jaime take at the beginning prevented him from telling others what was going on in that room, to guard the girl's reputation, of course. Not that they were shagging the boy, but they loved to tease him during the massage sessions.
Howland Reed led his Elders in the Warging class, under their tutoring every kid could Warg into small mammals after three weeks. We ended up with requests from the kids to have pets, dogs, cats, birds all for practicing their warging and to have a companion.
Howland Reed explained to the kids how Warging could help their people, "At the coast, warging into a seagull can make you patrol your shores and warn your people from raiding Iron Born or Pirates. You can guide your fishing boats to a school of fish or warn them of an incoming storm. Seagulls are sensitive about them."
"On the land, you can aid hunting parties to lead them to their prey," he continued, "you can imprint your cats to hunt rodents to protect your food supplies. That being said, it is your responsibility to keep the animals healthy, you can't keep a seagull flying for days on end without proper food. If you use them you have to provide food. Most of all, make them your friends, not slaves."
Too bad there wasn't one child with a Green Seer talent big enough to be taught.
We focused on the towboats, the suggestion to use whales to tow the ships was shot down due to the high maintenance, feeding them was more trouble than feeding the horses. Whales have a bloody big appetite. So, we are stuck with towboats.
We settled with one that has a Magic propulsion instead of a mechanical one, ball bearings and grease are not common to this world yet, so we used tubes on the hull to push water through it under high pressure. We designed Magic collectors that stored excess Magic, enough to power the boats to operate twenty hours each day, before they needed to recharge for four hours. Without ships to pull they could operate all day long.
Xxxxx
The girls succeeded in making friends with Jaime Lannister, the last week they had heated sparring matches that made him respect those girls and regard them as equals, more when they called us in to point out a problem Jaime was having. The boy has dyslexia which explains his unwillingness to study and focus on swordsmanship to get respect.
Hermione explained to Jaime and Kevan what dyslexia was and what could be done to fix it, "Our world has developed methods and tricks to deal with it, the Magic side of our world has a way to correct it. This hanger is enchanted with a spell that fixes the distortion between your eyes and brain, so you will be able to read and write without problem."
When the four weeks were over, the Lannisters left, their ship was pulled by a towboat, the crew of the towboats were the ones that handled the tow horses, they were out of a job, so we hired them to handle the towboats. The horses? There is always a high demand for them, we sold most of them, the rest we used to patrol the canal.
Anyway, the Lannisters are indebted to us in many ways, we fixed his body and then we fixed his mind, the boy left with a massive crush on Dacey Mormont, we reckoned the chances of Dacey marrying Jaime at 50%, he could end up with a Tully but I doubt it. We let Kevan and Jaime witness Dacey's intelligence when they were discussing politics and Trade with Daphne and Susan. Manipulating you say? Damn right it is!
My last words to Jaime were in private, "You know, Ser Jaime, being twins and sharing one soul is only possible if you are identical twins, otherwise each has their own soul. Your sister may have been badly affected by the death of your Mother. Don't let that madness get to you, there is a reason that incest is not promoted among your people, the Targaryen madness is proof of it. Let your sister focus on the Riverlands, the Westerlands need you." Manipulating? Damn right it is!
Howland Reed said his goodbyes with his Elders, each of us was satisfied, the Kids could Warg and the Elders were being taught how to cultivate Rice and how to ward their homes with runes against bugs and pests. We made mutual protection pacts against raiders. Hermione promised to ward off the East Coast from Seagard to our Canal.
That was our next target, Iron Born from the East Coast and Pirates on the West Coast. We knew that the Iron Born are destined to raid again, a barren island and men too lazy to work on it are asking for trouble.
Xxxxx
Hermione spent three months warding the East Coast, while Lyanna, Britta, Alys, and Lysa completed their marriage agreement by upgrading their parent's keep, one month on each castle transformed it into a high luxury building and the envy of their neighbors.
Moat Cailin came to life… literally. More people wanted to settle around it, traders and merchants built their warehouses at the harbor, once we convinced the Freys that letting travelers pass their bridge for free, the settlers streamed in.
Most of the Frey's burned in the Great Twin Fire. After that day, they noticed that every time they raised their taxes, the rebuilding of their castles faced structural damage, most of the time collapsing on the one that raised the tax. It is a mystery to this day, soon there were rumors about a curse on the Twin Castles, probably done by one of the many wives of Walder Frey on her deathbed.
Eighty kids, each with one or two pets, that was a lot of animals. It made us create litter trunks, a small pocket space where the animals can do their business, Dog and cat flaps permitted the animals to go in, higher up openings were made for the birds. It is a bit odd, there is so much to do in Westeros, and we spent our time making huge litter boxes. But then again, every parent knows what a mess pets can make, and kids are too lazy to do it themselves.
Daphne and Susan had their hands full with visiting Nobles and making trade deals with Nobles and merchants. My task was to educate the workers on how to handle the new equipment and develop new tools. Most were in Iron Town, where melting and processing iron needed special tools and supervision.
Each night we all returned to Moat Cailin, Ashara too came to our bed for quality time. One night, after a few hours of love making she cuddled up at me and asked: "What are your plans for the next year, Harry? You completed most of your objectives here, what more is there to be done?"
"You are right, most of our goals are achieved," I answered, "As I see it we can go two ways, we can spread our influence gradually, or we can flood the country with our improvements. I am not sure what way is best though."
Ashara commented, "Princess Elia is hinting to want a visit from you, the only thing stopping her from directly commanding you to come over is Lord Stark and the knowledge that you are positive to her rule. Knowing that I am in our bed each night helps too. There are enough spies that notice me leaving and returning in the morning, even when they can not actually witness me come and go."
Lyanna warned: "Any action from Harry to Princess Elia without Father's approval or knowledge will be seen as a political move and can sour our relationship with the North. You better discuss it with him first."
Daphne nodded, "Lord Stark is our Warden, contacting Princess Elia on our own is stepping over his head, he can not let that pass or he loses the respect of his other Banners. We have to include him, even by just informing him."
Hermione suggested, "We can set a communication network up as we did in Alegeasia with the modified diaries, that way we will cut the Maesters off from their intelligence network. It will take time though."
Susan commented, "No Floo network the first decades, the Faith of the Seven would piss their pants when they see people emerge from a fireplace. Besides, the ingredients to make floo powder are not available here. Do diaries in the North first, Harry. We go from there."
Xxxxx
Two weeks later we visited Lord Stark, once we were in his Solar, we presented a stack of books to Lord and Lady Stark and Brandon with his wife.
Hermione explained: "These books are connected with each other, Lord Stark, they replace the need for messenger crows. As you can see every fourth page has the sigil of one of your houses. If you want to send a message to one of your Banners, open the book to its sigil and you can write your message, the Banner will hear a sound if there is a message for him. Once you close the book the words disappear to make room for the next message."
While demonstrating, Hermione continued, "As the Lord you can have meetings with all your banners with these pages, that will connect all the books with each other so everyone can write and read in real-time, with you as moderator."
We totally did not steal this from the Internet! They can always come over and sue us for copyrights, we will toast their asses if they do though. We wanted to set it up with communication mirrors, but that would freak them out even more. Enchanting the books was a bloody taxing job too, knowing we have six more Kingdoms to connect plus one for Elia and her Wardens, it was a bloody hard job. Every Warrior with a Keep and a few villages had to be connected to their lord too. They have to pay for it though, the time for freebies is over.
Dad-in-law got the demonstration model, Elia got hers for the seven kingdoms, the others had to reach deep in their pockets to get them.
Xxxxx
The news of the communication books spread far and wide, it got out of control fast, soon requests for books flooded in, Lords like the Manderlys saw the worth of the books and asked to make them for the captains of their ships. Other merchants asked them for their warehouses, but we stopped it by announcing that we would not make them for the next ten years. Yeah, by then we have trained the kids enough to do that job for us.
Did we tell you that Ned got Married? He did! Guess with whom? Tadaa! Catelyn Tully got her Husband! Hoster Tully had to pay an arm and a leg to get her hooked up with Ned. Where did Dad-in-law put them you ask? Ned got the honor of being the new ruler of the Stony Shore… an Iron Born infested region with few people living in it.
You can not believe the puppy eyes Ned Stark made at Lyanna to build him a big Castle, and a harbor, and a few mines, maybe a Farmer Gate or two? Three? We heard Lyanna grumble that he could have taken the Black too like Benjen. Anyway, two weeks to build his Castle and two weeks for his Harbor and Farmer Gates was our wedding gift to Ned, that and the warning system Hermione set up against Raiders.
It must have been a bitter pill for Hoster Tully to know that Jaime Lannister got engaged with his Bear Dacey. How did that happen you say? Well, it starts with a tracker on the boy. A few weeks later we could pay a visit to Casterly Rock, invisible of course, a few spells on strategic places and a compulsion spell on the marriage offer made the engagement possible. Manipulating you say? Damn right it is!
A month later the Iron Born made their move.
9 What is Dead better stay Dead.
One night, we woke up by the alerts going off, after checking whose alert it was, Hermione frowned: "Dacey and Alysane? I thought they were in Lannisport with her mother to prepare for the wedding."
I groaned and said, "Two possibilities, the Iron Born are attacking or Tywin is making a move against Jaime's marriage. Gear up, I will leave immediately, set the castle on alert."
With a few spells, I was armed in my battle gear. I focused on Dacey's tracker and Apparated at her side. It was total mayhem, Dacey, Alysane, and Maege were defending the kids against Iron Born…? Dacey was fighting Clegane? I took him out with a stupefy and tied him up.
Then I began to make room for my girls to arrive, one after the other I changed the Iron Born into pieces of wood, a few seconds later the room was clear of raiders, one by one the girls Apparated in at my beacon, Hermione, Daphne, Susan and Luna. The other girls are not ready for battle yet.
Dacey relaxed and reported: "The Iron Born are attacking Lannisport, Clegane wanted to take revenge for humiliating him at Moat Cailin, Jaime, and his guards are fighting outside, he told us to stay here and protect the children."
I gathered my thoughts, if my memory serves me right, they coordinated this attack with an assault on Seagard and the Redwyne fleet from the Reach. I said, "Hermione, take a portkey home with these kids and check on Seagard, that city will be a prime target for the Iron Born. If they are there, show them the Dragon, one of you girls should go with her, two Dragons can protect each other."
Susan nodded, "I'll go with Hermione after we check our Canal for them."
Hermione shook her head, "Then we would have noticed alerts going off, Susan, I did not include Seagard in our warning system, let's go."
When they left, I grinned to the Mormonts, "Girls, let's kick some Iron asses! But first, we enchant those maces."
Maces spelled with Impact and Penetration dealt dead blows to whatever they touched, Luna's and Daphne's swords cut through anything as if they were cutting through paper. After meeting up with Jaime and his guards, we slowly advanced to the harbor. Once there, we overlooked the situation, the Lannister fleet is in flames or at the bottom of the ocean and the harbor is filled with Iron Born ships with raiders spilling out of them.
I looked at Jaime, "Keep Dacey and Alysane safe, we are going to clear the harbor. Luna, Daphne, you do the harbor, I will deal with the fleet outside."
We changed into our dragons and went for our targets, Luna and Daphne roared extra loud to scare the Iron born into retreating to their ships and attacked the newly arrived ships that were still filled with reavers. Passing over it they doused them with flames, at once the thoughts of raiding Lannisport were gone, now only surviving was on their mind while they ran back to their ships.
While the girls had fun in the harbor, I circled the Iron Fleet, toasting each ship with my flames, it was not that hard, they never expected a dragon to attack them, and were not armed against us. One by one the ships lost their sails and the men on deck got third-degree burns, after every pass. Knowing that this was their first strike I made sure they got a dead blow, not one ship would survive.
Without sails, they were sitting ducks, hmm? They were cheering me on with white flags? How nice of them, they get an extra dose of flames, it is dark, so if they comment… Meh, there will be nobody left to comment, what is Dead better stay Dead, they may take a seat next to their drowned god… at the bottom of the Ocean. I paid extra attention to the biggest ships of the Iron Born, they were from the Greyjoys and I wanted Euron Greyjoy to join his god as fast as possible, which would spare me a lot of problems later on.
Three hours later, the complete Iron fleet was at the bottom of the ocean, even the ones that managed to jump overboard and grab some floating wood got targeted, for once, I showed no mercy, even the ships that made it out of the harbor were hunted down to the last one the Drowned God got a lot of visitors that night.
Xxxxx
I landed in the harbor next to my wives, the harbor was completely blocked with shipwrecks and the docks full of corpses. Maege Mormont came closer with Dacey and Alysane, Jaime kept his distance from us.
Maege said, "Lord Potter, you just revived the age of the Dragons. Thank you for coming to our aid, you saved my girls' lives, I am in your debt."
Daphne commented, "Two of our students were in mortal danger, Lady Mormont, we would burn the Westerlands to save them."
I turned to Jaime Lannister and asked: "When I arrived here, your fiancee, my student, was fighting against Gregor Clegane, can you tell me on whose orders he attacked Lady Dacey?"
Jaime swallowed and answered: "Not on mine, Lord Potter, nor on any that I can think of. You must know that I care deeply for Dacey and wish her and her family no harm."
"Explain why they are not hosted at Casterly Rock?" I asked, "Why are they in a tavern in Lannisport instead of Casterly Rock? Why are You here?"
Maege answered that, "It is to show us our station, lad. Jorah is the guest at Casterly Rock as the main negotiator for Dacey's marriage. We are just a branch of the family, I am his aunt, and that fool is feeling important at the moment."
Dacey added, "Jaime came to stay with us to show me that he does not agree with his father's decision."
I looked at Jaime, "Tell your father that we take our responsibilities as teachers to our students very, VERY seriously. If he has any plans against Dacey, he better forget them. As we just said to Lady Mormont, we will burn the Westerlands to protect her from harm."
Daphne turned to Dacey, "Dacey, do you want this? Do you want to marry Jaime Lannister?"
Dacey nodded, "Not at first, but during the weeks we spent in the training room we grew to like and respect each other. I care for Jaime and want to marry him," softly she added, "I invited Obara to join us as a paramour when she is of age, Jaime agreed to that."
I sighed, "Then we are done here, Dacey, don't forget to burn those pieces of wood in your room, I will take that big piece of trash along to Moat Cailin to get some answers."
Xxxxx
At Moat Cailin, Hermione and Susan were already back from Seagard when we arrived home, she reported, "There wasn't any attack yet, but I expanded our wards to include Seagard, what happened with Dacey?"
I pointed at Clegane, "Dacey and her family were at Lannisport, when I arrived, the room was full of Iron Born and Clegane was fighting Dacey. As I see it he wanted to kill every Mormont and let the Iron Born take the blame, he could easily kill the Iron Born after he was done to 'Avenge' the murder of Jaime's fiancee."
Hermione shrugged, "It is better not to speculate when you can get your answers from Clegane himself, Harry. Search his memories to see where the idea to attack Dacey came from."
I woke Clegane up, tied up as a sausage he had nowhere to run to, I smiled and said, "Hey Greg, can you explain why you were fighting your future Lady of the Westerlands?"
Clegane spitted at me, "Fuck you all and that bitch you were trying to sell to us, whatever you call yourselves, you are nothing more than some evil demons. So get it over with little boy."
"I can do that," I nodded, "what a good idea! Petrificus Totalis! That brings back memories, doesn't it Hermione? Do you think Neville is over his fear for you?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "He is, Harry, Neville is not the kind that holds grudges, now focus on your task."
A legilimence spell later revealed that he acted on his own. Instead of orders, he got hints from Tywin. When Tywin mentioned that someone might become a problem in the future, he received a bag of gold when he killed that someone. Lately, Tywin dropped several hints that Dacey might become a problem in the future.
"Tywin is a sly one," I said, "there is nothing that can be pinned on him, he just let his hints go to the right ears and his will shall be done."
Daphne sighed, "Then we have to restrict our actions against him, Harry. We delivered a big message already, we saved Dacey and destroyed the Iron Fleet without their help. Lyanna, Ashara, spread the report of the attack to Lord Stark and Princess Elia. We can not be directly involved in this war. We can at most defend our interests. Seagard is in the Riverlands but as neighbors, we can offer our help against reavers. Anything more will threaten Princess Elia's authority."
Ashara kissed us and took her portkey to her room in Kings Landing, Lyanna did the same and left for Winterfell with Britta, Alys, and Lysa.
"What are we going to do with this one?" asked Susan while she poked Clegane with her foot, "Letting him loose will make every murder he commits partly our fault."
I smiled at Gregor, "Would you like to see how much Tywin likes you, Greg? He is like your second dad isn't he? Let's find out."
Xxxxx
People found Gregor Clegane in front of Casterly Rock, the poor man could not walk anymore, someone cut his Achilles tendons, worse, someone amputated his thumbs! There was a note attached to the man, Tywin read it.
Dear Lord Tywin,
Sorry for the state your man is in, some of my men were getting my meaning the wrong way when I said he could be a problem in the future and misunderstood what I wanted. Fear not, they are properly disciplined. I hope this minor incident will not come between us, after all, we solved your little problem last night.
Best regards, Lord Potter
PS, do take care of my student Lady Dacey, her safety is most important to us, we would hate it if something happened to her.
The face of Tywin was priceless when he read the note, without a word he turned and went back inside. Clegane roared from anger and despair when the gate closed, leaving him outside on the ground. He froze when he heard a voice behind him say, "Hello, brother."
I apparated back home, Clegane was in good hands.
Xxxxx
News of the Iron Born attack on Lannisport and its defeat spread like wildfire. Rumors that three dragons destroyed the fleet to the last ship were discarded as nonsense until several lords confirmed it that the wizard of the North did that to save his student. In a way that is good news, it will rub the zealots the wrong way though, especially when she becomes Lady Lannister one day.
This was our first show of force, the attack was at night, so not many people could take a good look at us, but the wreckage that we left behind said enough. Fear me! Bow to my Greatness! Kiss my claws or I toast your ass!
"Focus, Harry!" scolded Daphne, while she slapped me on my ass, "Susan needs you to fuck her rough and hard, so shape up and shove that dick in her snatch until she screams. She missed a good fight and needs compensation. Work it!"
Huh? Who made her the boss? Ah yes, it is her turn to direct the shagging. She is venting on us because Tracey or the Carrow sisters did not come with us to Westeros, and there are no more Subs in the group. Daphne loved to play the Dom. The good part? It is always fun and I got a great shag out of it, even when she is a bit too Bossy. Auwa! "I said focus, Harry!"
Xxxxx
Westeros mobilized, we were not allowed to participate, Stark gathered his banners at our Castle and boarded the ships from the Manderly's to move to Seagard.
We had a brief conversation, Stark said: "You poked the Lion's ass lad, you made Tywin mad at you, better be careful of his revenge, he can carry a grudge for years. Killing his enforcer made a lot of Lords happy though."
I shrugged, "Clegne attacked Dacey, I say he got off easy, last I heard of him was that his brother took him home. Tywin had to let the Mormonts stay in Casterly Rock instead of Lannisport, then we would not have acted, there are a lot of things that do not add up there."
"Nevertheless, you are not allowed to fight in this war," said Lord Stark, "the high nobles are afraid that you would win all the battles by yourself and make them look bad. In a way you've already done enough, you saved Lannisport from sacking, and destroyed the main fleet of the Greyjoys."
Hermione interrupted and asked: "So if Seagard is under attack right now by the Iron Born, we are not allowed to help? Because Seagard is under attack right now, the alarm just went off."
Daphne commented: "The Riverlanders will not be happy with you if they find out we could help and were not allowed to do so."
"Sod the southerners," grumbled Lord Umber, "Go help them, lad, they are our closest neighbors, Jason Mallister is one of the better Lords of the Riverlands and good friend with most of us. Ricard, we just say they left before we arrived here, and your lass entertained us."
That comment got a lot of approval from everyone. Lord Stark nodded, "Go, Lord Potter, I am sure Lyanna will be the perfect host."
With a few spells we geared up, Hermione made the portkey to transport us, she said "This can transport twenty people, so there is room for fifteen more. If someone is interested in coming along they are welcome."
That triggered a discussion of whom would be allowed to come along, finally Ned Stark and a delegation of Man at Arms of the Lords whose lands are the closest to our Keep like Ryswell, Manderly, and Dustin won the discussion. The portkey delivered us to the town square, Ned took control, announced our presence, and offered help.
We did not wait for the chit-chat and turned into our Dragon, one by one we took to the sky, just in time to see the first reavers get on land, the reavers were welcomed by a firewall, five streams of fire burned a bloody path through their forces, Luna and I prevented the reavers to come on land and Hermione, Daphne, and Susan prevented the ships to leave. The Iron fleet had no answer against dragon fire and burned down to the last ship and man in less than an hour.
It was a bit gruesome to see the fleet burn in daylight, the town wall was packed with spectators who shivered at the prospect of having to deal with a new set of mad Dragon Lords. We landed one by one in the town square and turned human again. I did not care though, with this the message is delivered, do not fuck with us… unless you are a total babe, you know, at least Ashara-level babe, then we shag you senseless.
I nodded at Lord Mallister and said: "I hope you are not mad at me for killing those thieves, Lord Mallister. But we could not stay on the sideline and let them attack our neighbors."
Lord Mallister swallowed, "Your help is much appreciated, Lord Potter. How did you know of the attack? They surprised us completely."
Hermione answered "We warded the complete East coast to warn us for Reavers, we started the ward at your Town and ended it at the Wall. Any ship that has evil intentions to our lands will be detected. We did this because the Iron Born not only raided the towns but also stole the timber to make new ships. There is not much that can escape our attention."
Lord Mallister frowned, "We do not like to be monitored, but I am grateful that you did, you saved us from a lot of damage and causalities."
Ned commented: "This will give the Greyjoys a black eye, two attacks foiled, and two fleets completely destroyed."
Daphne shook her head, "Their attack was not logical, why did they take the risk to wage war with Six Kingdoms? That would never succeed unless they have the backup of at least two Kingdoms or a huge foreign army. One that will attack us from the West while all the troops are in the East. This could be a huge trap. Harry? I think Rhaegar is up to something, he still has the support of a lot of Nobles that do not agree with a female Regent from Dorne."
I swore, "Crap! And I bet Lannister is in on it, that is why there were so many soldiers in Lannisport and a big part of his fleet posted at Crakehall. Play the victim and stab us in the back at the right moment."
Ned frowned: "Isn't that far-fetched? That is a serious accusation, Lord Potter."
Daphne shook her head, "No it is not, Ned, the Iron Born would not attack without a chance of winning, one against six countries is madness, but say that the Westerlands, big parts of the Riverlands, and Crownlands back them up, with some Lords from the Stormlands and the Reach that want to revolt against their rulers then there is a real chance of winning."
"There are two scenarios," I think out loud, "we are lured to the Pike and a big army is going to ambush us while we get stabbed in the back. Or we move to the Pike and we get invaded from the west, they could take Kings Landing when most of the fleet is here."
Lord Mallister nodded: "Those are scenarios that are possible, how are you going to find out what is really going on?"
I made a portkey to Moat Cailin and said, "I am going to visit some people. Ned, guys, grab the cord or stay here, we leave in thirty seconds."
Xxxxx
We arrived back and discussed our fears with Lord Stark, while Luna and Daphne were writing to Ashara, soon Elia was involved in the discussion, she confirmed that there was a lot of opposition to her rule, from two factions, Rhaegar and Viserys each had a lot of support, the effect of her coronation wore off, and her new laws were not popular.
From the Lords that we guess are loyal, we could say Stannis, Arryn, and Stark are loyal without a doubt.
Lady Olenna wants one of her offspring on the throne, be it Willas, Garlan, Loras, or Margaery. There are some that oppose the Tyrells, the Florents for example who can easily be convinced to join the coup for a shot at being the Warden of the Reach.
There is Renly Baratheon, he wants to be the Storm Lord, there are enough butt-kissers that will convince him that he has a shot at it. Most Stormlanders don't like Stannis at all.
Tywin wants the Targaryens gone, he will scheme and push until they are all gone.
Cercei wants more than being a trout. Once she had hoped to be the queen, but now that bitch Elia stole her job. Being the wife of the Riverlands Floppy Trout is stressing her nerves.
Hoster wants a husband for Lysa Tully. He is plotting and searching until he has a good match for his Lysa. Brandon and his kid can get into an accident, which would make Catelyn the Lady of Winterfell.
The Gold cloaks want their bribes back, they enjoyed the luxury life too long to fall back to their City guard wages.
The Maesters need their position as the source of all knowledge back and are willing to deal with the devil if needed.
In other words, that is a cauldron waiting for porcupine quills to explode.
Xxxxx
That night, five shadows paid a visit to key players of the game, a Petrify, a Legilimence, and an Obliviate got them all the information without being discovered. We confirmed it, the Cauldron was ready to explode, our interference by pushing Dacey Mormont to Jaime Lannister messed the plans up.
Rhaegar and Viserys had agreements with the Iron Born, Tywin and Renly, and the backing of the gold cloaks.
Olenna is not that good of a Spymaster, she puts the Reach first, and the others know it, most of her information is fabricated, the poor woman is in over her head.
Balon Greyjoy made agreements with everyone and planned to double-cross them by the first occasion. He had an army of sixty thousand mercenaries waiting for the upcoming battle, all paid for by the others.
The Measters supported everyone who opposed Elia, after all, she was the one that exposed the Maester's plans.
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Once we got all the information we could get our hands on, we made our move.
Rhaegar and Viserys were having breakfast, suddenly they choked on their food, gasping for breath they lost consciousness, a few minutes later the Maester confirmed that they were allergic to a spice that made their throat swell up and choke them to death.
Renly, the poor bloke got buggered by the wrong bloke, he thought he could take it, but it was three sizes too big, his colon could not take it and ruptured, his death was not pretty.
Olenna woke up with the head of a horse next to her, alright, I had to do that at least once, that is a classic move and it will shake her old bones up. The old biddy packed her stuff and ran back home.
Tywin? Recently he keeps on slipping on the stairs, three tumbles later he has the guards in front and behind him to catch him if he falls. There were rumors that his gold mines began to run dry,
Jason Slynt the commander of the gold cloaks and his second in command lost their fingers of their sword hand, with a note that traitors will lose their heads next.
The next night, Pycelle got a visit, after all the information was extracted, the poor man jumped off the building, soon other Grand Maesters followed, was it a coincidence they were the most fanatical ones? Meh, it must be your imagination.
Ashara learned passive Legilimence, and scanned all the servants and guards, all the assassins disappeared that night.
We visited Pyke Island, you know taking the scenic route. Did you know we can do Magic in dragon form or that we are excellent swimmers? You know now. Invisible, we disabled all the ships from the Mercenaries, we just vanished a part of the hull below the waterline. One after the other the ships went down, the whole fleet was on the bottom of the sea after a few hours.
We spread out and hunted and sunk every ship bigger than a fishing boat around the islands, soon an army of sixty thousand men were stranded on the island and their provisions were on the sea bottom. It is not a surprise they were not happy. We helped them to vent their frustration by collapsing a part of the wall of Greyjoy's keep. It took a few days, but it was worth it. A few days later the Pyke was razed to the ground.
On the Island Old Wyk at the Bone Monument where the Iron Born select their next leader, a granite wall appeared with the text, WHAT IS DEAD BETTER STAY DEAD.
Tywin kept on slipping from the stairs though, he moved his office on the ground floor, he too got a head on his pillow, one of his pet lions lost his head and decorated Tywin's bed. Suddenly he got no more objections to Jaime's marriage with Dacey.
When the Lords gathered all the news, they got the picture, revolt and you will die. Soon the nation was calm again. If there was any opposition against Elia, it ended that week. Now I wonder, am I a Super Hero or a Supervillain? Both can have Harems, so what are the criteria to be a Hero? I prevented thousands of deaths by pruning the opposition. A bit of trimming and peace is back in the country… I am Hero material!
I killed Viserys you said? Nah, that was an allergic reaction, the Maester said so himself. The horse and lion were old, their time was up anyway, Greyjoy you said? I did not invite those mercenaries to his island! The Maesters that suicide? Their conscience activated and they felt remorse for all the children they killed over the years. See? Still a Hero.
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Ashara was on thank you duty for her Queen, "Harry, Lady Elia ordered me to fuck you until your balls run dry. Nobody saw you do it, but everyone knows you are after it all. She would even come here herself to thank you if she knew she was welcome."
Luna shook her head, "She can not risk it, there are too many spies in Kings Landing, Hubby, we have to put better wards around the Red Keep. They will hire more assassins from now on. We are getting some here too."
Hermione shrugged, "We worry about that later, Ashara, you better make your words come through, we will watch to see how long Harry will last… or you. Go for it, honey."
Daphne commented, "If Elia wants, we can pay her a visit, I bet it has been a while since she got shagged."
Lyanna said: "It is time we make Ashara official, she is over the age for marriage and I bet her parents want to find her a husband, only her position of Princess Elia's Handmaiden prevents that, but not for much longer."
I raised my finger and said, "Hello? This one's balls are filled to the brim, and you are distracting the one that will get them empty, so move aside, and Ashara, get that pussy of yours in action."