22 Chapter 21: Arrival at Winterfell.

[David POV]

We entered Pentos going directly to Illyrios manse. Going through the streets brought memories of when we just arrived at Essos. How we didn't have almost anything to our name when we set foot in this place. How, after a torturous trip in the high sea, we took everything of value to us and started our journey to where we are now.

Just that this time, when anyone saw us passing through, a hint of terror and admiration appeared in their expressions. We were savages, but strong ones, and like always, strength is a powerful force in this world. And at this point, we are at the pinnacle of power in this world. And that is what already put a target on our back. Everybody has an eye on us, and this will not go unnoticed. When we started to get close to the manse, I could hear them talking.

"where is he," asked Viserys in his tone, it was clear that he was getting impatient.

"The Dothraki are not known for their punctuality," Responded who I can only believe to be Illyrio.

They could not continue talking as we entered the manse, and the sound of our horses approaching got their attention. And the moment we entered, I regretted not bringing one of my Pack members in their true self to show even more my power.

When we arrived in front of the stairs, Everyone seemed shocked at my Bloodriders and me. We were all tall, muscular, and looked quite young. They were even more when they saw the giant Hodor riding being me. Whispers started to sound in the crowd, believing that I didn't understand them. The time when Illyrio started to introduce them, especially Daenerys, she intended to go forward, and as she was going to, Viserys took her hand and said to her.

"Do you see how long his hair is? When the Dothraki are defeated in combat, they cut off their braid so the whole world can see their shame. This Foreign Khal, as they call him, has never been defeated. And even though they say he is foreign, he is a savage of course. The rumors say that he is the most savage of them all, with his pack of giant Direwolfs at his call. But he is one of the finest killers alive. And you will be his queen," He whispered to her, but with the Lycan hearing, I heard it all. Almost the same as what I expected.

While he said that, I continue to act the same way Drogo did, going around with my horse, looking intently at Daenerys and Viserys. I was waiting for Illyrio to make Daenerys go up to me so I can see her better.

"Come forward, my dear," Instructed Illyrio while I continue to look intently at her.

I have to say that the Daenerys that was in front of me, was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. With silver-blonde hair, purple eyes, and a slim build. The purple eyes looked at me like she was trying to see my soul. She started to walk slowly towards me, with no fear. And when she arrived as close as she would get, she looked directly at my eyes, with no hesitation whatsoever. But I could hear her heartbeat, and she was nervous, who knows what she was thinking.

After she did that, I knew it was time to turn around and get back to my pack. Today business was complete without a hitch.

When we were leaving the manse, I could hear behind me.

"Wheres he going," said Viserys quite alarmed.

"The ceremony is over," responded Illyrio, calm as always.

"But he didn't say anything, did he like her?" Viserys asked again.

"Trust me, your grace, if he didn't like her, we would know," Illyrio said, being certain of himself.

And that was the last thing I heard before returning to my Pack. Now, it was time to sent some letters. In preparation for the next steps for the future of the Pack.

[General View]

[Pentos]

"It won't be long now. Soon you will cross the narrow sea and take back your father's throne. The people drink secret toasts to your health. They cry out for their true King," said Illyrio, looking at the sea.

"When will they be married," said Viserys.

"Soon, the Dothraki never stay still for long," replied Illyrio.

"Is it true that they with their horses?" He said, quite oblivious of what he was saying.

"I wouldn't ask the foreign Khal," Illyrio replied, without

"Do you take me for a fool?" said Viserys, like Illyrio just offended him.

"I take you for a king. Kings lack the caution of common men, my apologies if I offended you," Replied Illyrio, as to not make Viserys mad and make all their plans fail.

"I know how to play a man like him, I give him a queen, and he gives me an army," Said Viserys, sure that he had everything under his control.

While they were having this discussion, Daenerys was following behind, quite distressed at what they were saying. The moment his brother said that. She couldn't resist anymore.

"I don't want to be his queen... I want to go home," she said, as both Illyrio and Viserys looked at her with a little surprise. But not even two seconds later, Viserys said.

"So do I. I want us both to go home. But they took it from us, so tell my sweet sister, how do we go home," Shaking the courage Daenerys had just gathered to go against him.

"I don't know," stuttered Daenerys, while her brother looked at her ferociously.

"We go home with an army. With the foreign Khals army, I would let his whole tribe fuck you, all twenty thousand of them, including their horses and those savage giant Direwolfs of his, if that is what it takes," Viserys said without the slightest hesitation whatsoever. Looked straight at Daenerys and then kissed her on the forehead. Breaking like that the little courage she had. And making her feel like her destiny was already decided and set in stone.

[Winterfell]

A month has almost passed since the letter of the King riding towards Winterfell arrived. As soon as Lord stark receive the news, he ended the hunt. Promising the triplets that as soon as possible they would be taken on another one.

Lord and Lady Stark as soon as they heard that the king was coming. And after hearing the news of the passing of Jon Arryn. They already knew what the king wanted. And thinking of a way to say no to the king of the realm was not an easy task.

and thanks to Tyrion deserting the family, the preparations were a lot easier to make. They are scheduled to arrive in the next few days. So finishing the preparations was what everybody in Winterfell was doing.

The royal party was arriving at Winterfell. It took a little more than a month for them to arrived. The King, accompanied by the queen, and his only remaining heir, Joffrey. Jamie was also present.

The moment they approached the entrance, the Stark family was ready to receive them. Lord and lady Stark were first, then came. Robb, then Sansa, next to her Arya, followed by Bran, and at the end, the triplets. behind them, Jon and Theon. But the King was in for a surprise. All the stark children already look like young adults, except for the triplets that look like they were eleven years old.

In the area where the reception was being held, Stark troops and smallfolk were present. The moment the first guard started entering Winterfell, all kinds of cheers could be heard in the multitude. Riding at the head of the party was Joffrey, and behind him, the hound, and the mountain, were seen riding, most likely responsible for the only heir's protection. And behind them was riding the king, wearing his armor and carrying his Warhammer. In the carriage, was the queen, and besides it, Jamie, continuing to be the loyal dog he as become.

The first thing Joffrey did was giving looks to Sansa. Most likely, his father already told him about the arrangements he had planned. And who, thanks to the Lycan genes, was as beautiful as they come. Everyone in the Stark family noticed it, and although all of her brothers, excluding the triplets, contain themselves, they could feel pity for the one that tried to tame the ferocious she-wolf, Sansa.

On the other hand, Thanks to all these years of living the life of a Lycan. And seeing what true strength is, thanks to his Father and Brothers, she despises the weak. And only the strong can get in her eyes. So Sansa just looked with disgust discretely at the prince.

After that occurrence, the carriage with the Queen, and the King in his horse entered. And as is the habit, everybody kneel the moment the king entered.

The king just jumped down his horse and signaled for everybody to get up. And when looking at his old friend and his family, he couldn't help being astonished. Eddard seemed to have grown since the last time they saw each other. Beside him was an even bigger Robb, robust and with a look of being full of life. Hell, even the ones that were supposed to be ten were already bigger than his sixteen-year-old son.

After a few seconds, he regains his composure, walks toward Eddard, and says.

" You have gotten taller," he now hast to elevate his head slightly to see Eddard in the eye.

"And you became skinny," responded Lord Stark. They looked serious for a second, laugh together, and then embrace in a hug. Then went and gave one to Lady stark too.

"Nine years, why have I not see you, were the hell have you been," asked the king toward Ned.

"Guarding the north for you, your grace. Winterfell is yours," replied ned without hesitation.

"Why have we here, must be Robb. What does this old bastard feed you," said the king, talking to Robb in an amicable tone. In response, Robb tilted his head, which made Robert laugh.

"ay pretty one," referring to Sansa, which brought a respectful smile from her.

"Your name is?" asked, towards Arya, and after getting a response, continued.

"What a fine young man," telling Bran.

And lastly, asking the triplets to show their muscles, ending in a funny scene in front of everyone. When Robert was done with the triplets, the queen got out of the carriage, went straight towards Ned, resentment was seen in her eyes. Probably all the Stark children make her remember the ones she had lost. Extended his hand towards him. And after getting the kiss on her hands and the cordial salute from the Starks. Went back inside her carriage after giving a meaningful look to Joffrey.

"Take me to your crip, I want to pay my respects, Ned," Said Robert, anxious to get down there.

Lord Stark followed, knowing a hard conversation was about to happen.

Later that same day, a letter sealed with a Crescent Moon stamp arrived at Winterfell.