36 Chapter 36: Fu*king the Reach
[ Arthur (MC) POV ]
I could see it in all their eyes, these men were humiliated due to their stay in the dungeons. I am okay with that, as it doesn't matter to me. What actually matters to me is that they might become unbroken by the time another war comes by.
Of course, now that would be unfavorable to me. After all, if I wanna put someone down, I would rather break them so much that they can never get up again.
Sadly, if I did so I would only earn myself too much hate from the Reach. I want them to not like me, but not that much that it would cause them to act irrationally just to put me down. An irrational opponent to me is ten times more dangerous than a rational one, I know just how unpleasant and unpredictable they can be.
Someone like Tywin for example is easy to understand because I know what he wants and how far he is willing to go to get something like that.
Anyway, I decided to give these helpless arrogant sh*ts some hope by saying. "Well, the real reason why I came here is that I have bad and good news…. Well more like bad news and slightly less bad news for some others of you."
I see that no one says anything. Well, that is good, they are already broken enough that they don't seem to want to refute me. That is really good… now I just need to take that a step further.
"Well as I said, the good news is that I have worked some deals with your houses, you guy's lives have been bought back by your house. But sadly, some houses disagreed with me, so I will have to put your heads in pikes around the coastal waters of the Reach.
But at least the others will be released… and now comes the slightly bad news, and that is that you will only be released one by one and the more influential lords will be released in around five months."
I explain their situation and its not technically a lie either, and the reason why I allowed the low lords to return back home while the more influential lords stay back is in order to inspire some infighting.
I mean everyone when they have something they want something more. Its basic human nature, now the weaker lords would never dare raise their heads or it would get cut off.
But that is what I offer to them all, go and backstab your lords and take their positions. I know that they will do it too, they won't be able to help themselves.
Anyway, now I will have to try and build some plots and get some allies in here while I can. I will have to try and find the most insecure lords and whisper to them about promises of glory and wealth, I will also babble on some more about destiny and such. About how they could build their legacy like the Tyrells did, opening the doors to a castle that wasn't theirs to open.
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[ General POV ]
And so just like the wind, five months pass by and many things happen.
First and foremost, the Reach lords have all been returned home. They expected to return back to their wives and flowery gardens, but sadly what they returned to was rumors of their wives infidelities and some of them even had children while their husbands were away.
Of course, the wives were truly cheating, it's just that the moon tea that stops pregnancies can be very easy to change with a different substance. And a stealthy bird can do that too… especially an intelligent bird.
So while half of the Reach Lords were shamed and also took all of their bent up anger on their wives. The other half was having to deal with up jumped small lords trying to overtake their land.
It was complete chaos and Olenna was trying her best to keep it under control, but sadly for her. She is experienced in only how to play the games and will never understand the irrational mindset of a man when his wife has laid with another man and so on…
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[ Arthur (MC) POV ]
I am currently in my personal room and on the table, a very detailed map of Westeros laid in front of me. I even had different wooden figurines carved about the different houses and parties.
I try to use this and try to predict my enemy's next movement. The Reach has been crippled for the rest of the war and they are no longer a factor in it. Olenna can barely hold her lands together with her buffoon of a son only making things harder. Though she is doing a very good job at literally stopping a rebellion on her hands.
Anyway, soon the battle of the Trident should happen. Both sides have gathered as much as they can and Tully has already got both of his daughters married. I also kept sending the rebellion supplies and kept The Reach's 100,000 soldiers at bay with my only 35,000…
Now the Reach might want to debate the numbers here and that their army was divided and all that. But sadly for them, I have been the winner in every single one of our exchanges against each other.
I already got their best commander (Tarly) captured and for the five months that he was under my imprisonment I did what I like to my enemies… I fu*ked them. I fu*ked them so hard that nowadays the Reach's army can barely walk. They are completely demoralized…
Anyway, I don't plan to participate in the battle of the Trident. I will just be 'busy'... well more like fu*king some servant girl or the wife of the Redwyne lord. I could put a couple of children inside of her, that would be a good addition to the Reach's chaos.
I don't care what the people say, after all, if I try to be liked. I will end up as the most liked dead man in town. I don't need to be liked by some two-bit inbreed lord.
Also… I will need to prepare my own things for the end of Robert's Rebellion.
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[ General POV ]
The mad king was currently in his solar, looking filthy and mad, as always. But he now understands just how dangerous this Rebellion truly is, it could spell the end of the Targaryen Dynasty. He was mad, but even he understood what this meant. He would be tortured and killed brutally.
"No! I will never die… I will simply be reborn as a dragon!!!" Screamed the mad king at one of the shadows in the room. He never understood what this even meant, he could swear that he heard the shadows whisper to him...
He looked around and for a split second his eyes gained clarity… immediately they were filled full of despair as if he already knew what would happen. But that only lasted for a split second as the voices came back to his head and whispered.
~You will die~
~I have seen it~
~For you shall die running away from your throne. Just like a coward king~
"NEVER!!!" Screamed Aerys II Targaryen…
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As we can see Aerys truly does hear whispers from the shadows. Whether they are inside his head because of the extensive Targaryen inbreeding or other reasons… who can say...
P.S: The MC didn't literally fu*k someone okay.
It is just him saying it that way, it expresses that he doesn't fight honorably and never will. He will cripple and hit his enemies where it hurts the most.
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