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A Song Of Ice And Fire: The King Of Winter

What if Torren Stark had a grandfather who had memories of his previous life with some power that was granted to him by the Akashic Records and he prepared the North to face the Targaryen forces?

EddyVirgil · Book&Literature
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A month passed, and Reagan became one year old. He has been either with his mother or his father every time. Fenrir had reached the height of a chair, and sometimes Reagan would ride on him to get from one place to another inside the castle. Since the wolf was docile even without Reagan around, the inhabitants of the castle took it up on themselves to feed the wolf of their prince.

Inside the palace of the King, Brandon was looking through the practices that he had created during the war that had happened. Sarra was sitting opposite him, and Reagan was riding Fenrir on the wolf's back. Placing all the pieces on the table, Brandon looked at Sarra and said, "Sarra, have you been feeling different in this past year?"

Slowly nodding her head, she said, "I've been able to do things two to three times more efficiently than before. I don't know the reason, but I think that I can go and fight any man without getting any injury."

"That's what happened to me in the war. I was so efficient in the war that I was cutting down three to four men in a single stroke, and I could sense everything that was happening around me on the battle field." Brandon said as he ran his hand through his hair.

As they were talking to each other about finding out that they had been augmented, Reagan guided his wolf towards the ancestral great sword of his house, the Ice.

Slowly climbing down from Fenrir, he touched the sword as his father and mother were preoccupied with their conversation. He slowly tilted the sword to the side and unsheathed it carefully. When he saw the ripple-like pattern on the blade, he thought, 'What are the secrets of forging this sword? Show it to me.'

Just as he touched the blade, he activated his psychometry and started to see the past of the great sword, Ice. He first saw the previous wielders of the sword, from his great-great-grandfather Edrick Stark the Snowbeard to his ancestor Theon Stark the Hungry Wolf. He saw all those histories, and he had the chance to absorb the fighting style of his ancestors, but he didn't, as he was not looking for that with the ice. Slowly, he started to see the inside of a smithy and blacksmith forging the sword step by step, and without any delay, he started to absorb the knowledge on how to forge a Valriyan steel sword. After he had the knowledge, he took his hands away from the ice and contemplated, 'That is almost similar to the forging of the ancient Damascus steel, which was lost on Earth. The extra steps in this are that they are using sacrificial offerings to their gods and enchanting the steel with some magic spells that they had developed over the centuries.'

Suddenly he was floating in the air, and he knew that he was being held by his father by the hardness of his hand. "That's Ice, our ancestral great sword. It's Valriyan steel, so it's sharp, and you may cut yourself accidentally."

"Booboo?" Reagan asked as he tilted his head while a thought passed through his head: 'I can't just act mature; as long as I am the only child, I should give them some memories that they will cherish through their lives.'

"Yes, booboo. You don't want any booboo's, right?" Brandon asked, and Reagan shook his head in agreement.

Smiling at him, Brandon gave him a kiss on the cheeks and said, "You don't have to worry, okay? That sword will be yours when you become king. If you need a weapon before that, then I will give you a wooden sword."

"Ah." Reagan looked down in disappointment, which was noted by Brandon. He just smiled and ruffled Reagan's hair while saying, "You will get your iron sword when you grow up. Si wait for it, okay?"

"Umm." Reagan nodded in agreement and thought to himself, 'I should try to use the Valriyan steel method, and instead of using the blood and sacrificial magic, I should experiment with the First Men Runes.'

Sarra, who was sitting on the chair, stood up from her seat and said with a smile, "You know, I have something to tell you about that I had been postponing."

Reagan and Brandon looked at Sarra and asked at the same time, "What?" "Wut?"

Chuckling, she said, "I think that I'm pregnant. I have been having morning sickness for a few days continuously."

Both the King and the Prince widened their eyes at her statement. Then suddenly, Brandon wrapped his hands around her and asked her, "I'm going to be a father again?"

Nodding her head as she played with the hair of Reagan, she said as she wrapped her hair around her favorite two men in this world, "Yes. Reagan is going to be a big brother soon. Aren't you excited?"

"Um!" Reagan said as he raised his hands above his head and thought, 'I was waiting for her to figure it out herself. I have improved the natural healing of my sibling, and I have modified their DNA in a way that would give her immunity to any kind of disease. I have done the same with my mother and father in the past month.'

Brandon then gave Sarra a kiss while Reagan was thinking. Separating from their kiss, Brandon said, "This calls for a celebration."

Lightly tapping on his chest, Sarra said, "No. You're not throwing any celebrations for this. We have to celebrate Reagan's first name day next week; let's just announce at the party."

"As you wish, my queen, But we will celebrate today as a family, and that's a no-brainer." Brandon said as he looked into her eyes.

"As you wish, my king. We will celebrate today for finding out that you made me pregnant after coming from the war." She gave a simple bow to him and a mock glare, which ended in full-blown laughter by Brandon and Sarra.

That day, the King, Queen, and Prince celebrated the news of the arrival of a new member of the Stark family. The inhabitants of Winterfell were happy to hear the news of the arrival of a new prince or a new princess. After their celebration, they fell asleep in their room, with Fenrir curled up at the end of the bed where the Royal Family was sleeping.

Suddenly, a green-colored smoke entered the room without disturbing anyone inside. A few minutes later, a man entered the room and walked up to the bed where Brandon, Sarra, and Reagan were sleeping. Looking down on Brandon, the man said, "A red man has asked a man to kill the Ice Eyes. The man is fulfilling the contract."

Taking out a knife, he tried to plunge into Brandon's neck but stopped midway when he felt a pair of eyes looking at him. The man tried to turn around but fell to the floor due to the weight of Fenrir, who had woken up after the man passed by him, thinking Fenrir was asleep like everyone else. Fenrir bit the man's neck from behind, and with tremendous force, he ripped the man's head from his body.

As the deed was done, Reagan opened his eyes and thought, 'That was a faceless man. He was aiming for my father's life. The one who ordered the hit is Bolton, according to the words of the faceless man. Thanks to biokinesis, I was able to escape from the sleeping gas, and thanks to me upgrading Fenrir to be immune to these kinds of things, it's helped now.' Pausing there, he looked at his father, then at his mother, who is pregnant with his sibling, and swore in his mind, 'The Red Kings are going to die out in the next generation. I will make sure of it. You tried to kill one of my pack; you will get your retribution, Boltons.'