Chapter 34-[B*tch gets humbled]

Bran looked at his father facing Arthur Dayne and the king's guards with his men.

The boy looked with a smile at the legendary battle that his father told him about.

His smile quickly disappeared at such a sight.

His father defeated on the ground.

Arthur Dayne attacked from behind.

And his father finishing him off without mercy or honor.

"This can't be real?" the boy muttered.

"His regret" He heard the voice of the three-eyed crow.

"It was all a lie," he said.

"That was a legendary battle, this was a dishonorable death" he mused.

"War is dishonorable, Brandon... Your father lived in repentance, and told a story of honor, so that he could guide you, the truth is always horrible, that's why stories are told," the crow said.

"Ned," the boy heard and turned to see his father enter a tower.

"Not yet Bran," the crow finished, taking him out of there.

As always in his training, the boy entered the white room and went to the computer.

{Congratulations, you have leveled up!

You have two skill points to spend.}

It wasn't enough for him at all, and he knew it, he rose to level 7 but his skill points were not enough to level up his magic.

The boy pressed exit, and levitated himself outside the place.

He came to a grove of trees to rest, he leaned against a tree.

'Meera's father attacked Arthur Dayne from behind, and my father finished him off' he thought.

"What a terrible end, for an honorable knight," he mused.

"Who?" he heard.

Meera had arrived.

The girl sat next to him, and the boy hugged her, both leaning against a tree.

It had been weeks since their first kiss and these days they were more and more together.

He didn't know if Jojen and Hodor knew about this, but they were always left alone, so they at least intuited it.

"Arthur Dayne," he said.

"Oh, the final fight in the tower of joy, your father and mine vs the best swordsman in Westeros," she said.

"An idiot, a one-sided fight, a horrendous and dishonorable death," he said.

She nodded.

Bran looked at her surprised.

"Did you know?" he asked.

"I already told you, no, my father was not the best of warriors, that made yours face the star of tomorrow alone, your father was a good swordsman, but not that good...I imagined that the battle that had happened had not been honorable," she said.

Bran looked at her curiously.

"So, what will we do after your training?" he asked.

Bran felt some discomfort coming from the girl.

"We're going back home," he replied.

She nodded.

"I miss the swamps," she said.

Bran raised an eyebrow.

"You're coming with me to Winterfell," he ordered.

The girl raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?" she said.

"Yes...It is an order from your lord" Bran clarified.

"Robb Stark is my lord," she said, amused.

"Well, I'm Robb's brother, so it's the same thing" he clarified.

She laughed.

"You have forgotten Theon Greyjoy," she said.

"It's been a long time, he's probably hanging or beheaded," he said.

She shrugged.

"Your mother wouldn't like you to bring a girl home," she provoked.

"In that case, we'll get married and that's it," he said.

Meera froze at the sudden proposition.

"Don't go joking with me," she murmured.

"Joking? I'm serious, if my mother is giving you that much trouble, we'll get married before we get to Winterfell," he said.

"Get married?" she whispered.

"Why not?" he asked.

"I'm a Reed, it doesn't matter if our parents are close, you must marry the daughter of an important Lord," she said.

"All the more reason to get married before we get to Winterfell, that way no one can object," Bran said simply.

"It's not that simple Bran," she said.

"Of course it is...Meera, I have asked you to marry me, but if you are in a difficult situation...I will not ask you, I will simply drag you to the Weirwood tree, and we will say the vows" Bran provoked.

Meera laughed.

"I'd like to see you try Stark," she said.

"Did you forget my magic?" he said.

She smiled and kissed him.

"You're not the only one with tricks Brandon Stark ...And by the way, I accept"

[T/N: YEAH!!!! The Stark boys are all getting hitched!]

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Danny walked happily, and headed with her guard to Sansa's hospital. Once they were inside, the guards left to wait outside.

"Danny," the girl said when she saw her.

Daenerys smiled.

"Can we talk in private?" she murmured in her ear.

Sansa looked at her and turned to her assistant.

"I'll be gone for a few minutes," she said.

The others nodded.

The girl guided her to a private room.

Danny walked in and saw Sansa close the door.

"Do you know how far along you are?" the redhead asked quickly.

Danny looked at her confused.

"What?" she asked.

"You're pregnant, right, I imagined it would have happened sooner, after all, you and Jon, you've been like rabbits, by the gods," she said.

The Targaryen blushed so much that she looked like a tomato.

Sansa thought she heard laughter, but she saw that there was no one besides them.

"No, no, no... I'm not pregnant, or Sansa... What do you mean like rabbits? Oh, Sansa, why did you say that," she whispered.

"We are alone," the redhead said.

"No. We're not," Danny whispered.

Sansa saw a person appear out of the thin air, a woman a few years younger, with dark brown hair, gray eyes, and a long face. Like the Starks.

Sansa's eyes filled with tears as she discovered her little sister.

"ARYA!"She screamed and lunged at her.

The youngest hugged her when Sansa came flying at her and she also had a few tears on her face.

Danny watched it all with a smile.

The reunion was moving.

Sansa looked at her sister.

"Where have you been? How did you get there? " she murmured with tears.

"We'll talk after we see Jon, the three of us," she whispered, and turned to Daenerys, "the four of us," she finished.

"I can't believe you're here," Sansa said, still not believing it.

"Oh Jon will be so happy, he has been worried sick about you... At the King's Landing I looked for you everywhere" she said.

She nodded.

"I heard about your rescue, fortunately, a member of the night guard recognized me and got me out of the king's landing in time," she said.

Sansa shook her head.

"Just don't say anything, let's go to Jon," she said.

Arya nodded.

"Alright, let's go to the king," Daenerys whispered.

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The boy moved skillfully, eliminating an enemy in front of him.

Next to him, a wolf jumped on another.

His weapons, two blades seemed to shine as they struck another man, he fell to the ground before being set on fire.

"Witch" he heard a man say in horror, only to be killed by a wooden spear through his back.

The one who did it was a woman in her thirties.

"Not bad little Lord," she said.

"Osha," the boy greeted.

The wolf moaned.

The boy approached, it was Rikkon Stark, a level six player just like his brothers.

He had had great adventures with the wild Osha, and the Direwolf.

In his battles against wildlings, thieves, and now Umber soldiers, he had become very powerful, already when they left Winterfell, he had obtained his power.

Finally, a few days ago, he reached level six and was able to obtain the new fire aura skill for him, which gave him a percentage chance of setting the opponent on fire.

"I don't understand why the Umber attacked us," he murmured.

They were supposedly allies.

Well, Theon was too and he betrayed them.

The boy shook his head.

"We should continue, little Lord," said the wild one.

They had been sleeping outdoors most of the trip, but for weeks after they entered Umber territory they were attacked.

Rikkon at first thought it was a misunderstanding.

He showed up to clarify the situation.

But the Umber attacked.

And they didn't stop coming.

Rikkon knew something had happened, but for now, he could only wait.

Defend.

And with luck, an ally would arrive.

He was a Stark.

One of the lords of the north.

'Sooner or later, someone will help us' thought the boy.

[T/N: ...Who's gonna tell him.]

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Jon watched Sansa and Danny come to him.

There was something strange about them.

His instincts told him that something was wrong, no, not wrong.

Rather, there was someone else.

His instinct was screaming at him to get ready.

Before Sansa and Danny spoke, he stood up and came to her.

Everything happened in a second, Jon moved quickly, guided by his instinct.

His hand moved quickly, next to Daenerys, and as his instinct told him, he grabbed someone.

[T/N: OH F*CK!]

"Jon wait!" Daenerys exclaimed.

He ignored her and the person hidden using magic became visible, Jon released her upon recognizing her.

"Arya?" he whispered.

Jon watched with wonder as Arya appeared, he pulled her over into his arms and hugged his sister, clinging to her.

"The king of Valyria, I didn't believe it when they told me," she whispered.

Jon smiled at her.

"Many things happened," he told her.

Arya sat with Daenerys on one side and Sansa on the other.

Jon in front of them repeated Sansa's questions and added some of his own.

"Where have you been?"

"How did you escape from the king's landing?"

"Do you know anything about the north?"

"did you awaken abilities?"

Arya listened before answering.

She partially told him her story.

Her escape from King's Landing.

Her travels with Gendry.

Her arrival at Handerhall.

Her escape was thanks to Jaqen.

Her meeting with the dog.

The man's death (Or so she believed)

Her escape to Bravos.

She did not give details of her training but she did say that she specialized in espionage and assassination.

Jon furrowed an eyebrow at that.

Then her arrival in Volantis, hoping to find information about Daenerys.

The girl raised an eyebrow.

Arya excused herself saying that she didn't know about her, she believed that she was an enemy of her family.

Daenerys nodded.

She talked about Volantis, that she met Robb's father-in-law and he helped her get here with a well-known merchant.

"Do you know his name? We owe him a reward for bringing you here," Danny said.

Arya told her.

"I see, so concealment, interesting," Jon whispered.

"How did you discover me?" the girl asked.

"Instinct," he said.

The girl looked at him confused.

"It comes with attributes, low-level magic, they are ineffective with medium-level attributes, and at the medium level they are harmless against high-level attributes... Rather, not harmless, but they lose a lot of power, it's not that I see you, but that I felt the Magic, it's instinct," he said.

Arya thought about it for a second.

She remembered the attributes that she gained per level.

"What level are you at?" she asked.

"Seventeen," he said.

Arya looked at him in shock.

He was more than twice her level, and reaching level nine cost her a lot.

"I'm level nine and it takes me a lot of work," she complained.

A cough was heard and the girl turned to see Sansa looking at her with a smile.

"Nine too," she said.

"You're the same as me," Arya whispered, not believing it.

Arya glared at her and then at Jon.

"It's unfair, if I were at war every now and then, I'd be at twenty or thirty," she clarified.

"War? Do you think I want to go to war? " He asked incredulously.

Danny laughed when she heard them.

The Starks ended up remaining silent at that.

"So you don't know anything about the north?" the boy asked.

"The only thing I know is that Robb is still king, and he married a noblewoman from Volantis, or so her father-in-law told me... But he doesn't seem to have much information," she said.

"Tywin must be pulling the strings, so there is no information in Essos," Jon murmured.

Arya nodded.

"What I can tell you is that Tywin has many nobles from Volantis in his pocket, especially the elephants," she said.

Jon nodded.

"Yes, I know. That's why we left Volantis," he said.

Sansa nodded.

She remembered her early days in Essos, when she was a doctor for the Green Company. Then she came Pentos, Valyria, Astapor and now Yunkai.

"So war against Meeren?" Arya asked.

Jon nodded.

"There is not much option, freeing the slaves is one thing, but keeping them free is another...We were only planning to get men from Astapor, but things changed, and now they changed even more" he whispered.

"Ghost!" Arya exclaimed when she saw the animal arrive and run towards her.

The direwolf pounced on her, threw her to the ground, and licked her face.

The girl hugged him.

"Oh I missed you, my Nymeria must still be in the forests of the land of rivers" Arya whispered.

The others saw the scene and noticed Arya's melancholy.

"Do you want me to summon you a crocodile?"

[T/N: The f*ck Jon! She'd probably love it. That was a good chapter, the family is gathering with the Valyrian King it seems, I bet the next book is going to be a war between the north and Valyria. If you like this chapter then leave a comment, write a review, and drop some stones. If you want to read a few advanced chapters then check out the P@treon or the Ko-fi. It's well over 20+ chapters ahead!]

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