4 Evolving Plans & Permission
I woke up the next morning confused. Why? My dick was hard, and wet. My mother wasn't in bed. Did a maid decide to have some fun with me? Not likely. While some of the maids found me cute, none of them have been daring enough to even look my way sensually.
Did mother know? Is this her way of telling me she woke up last night? I suppose it's better she did this rather than wake me up screaming. Does that mean she didn't mind what we did? I know she isn't adverse to incest considering Jaime..
I shook my head and got dressed in my nightwear again, before moving back to my room to prepare for the day. On my way there, I passed Jaime, and made sure to finally move him out of the way. Can't have my uncle fucking any of my women, after all.
'Create: Erectile Dysfunction: User will be unable to get erect. - Cost 50' Hmm.. is that being too harsh? I suppose I could change it a little.
'Edit: Erectile Dysfunction (Targeted): User will be unable to get erect if Cersei Lannister is nearby. Range: 100 Feet - Cost 100 LP' That'll do. Find yourself another woman, Jaime. I buy the skill and bestow it on Jaime for another 200 LP.
I suppose I should ensure Cersei remains loyal to me, as well.
'Create: Contract: if both parties use the words 'I swear' while making an agreement, said agreement will be binding until both parties agree to discard the contract. - Cost 1000 LP'
I suppose it costs this much because the skill is vague. I wonder what would happen if you made an agreement 'not to die' with someone? Would the skill protect you from death? Probably best not to test that. Regardless, so long as Cersei agrees to be faithful to me, I have a way to ensure that. She might be a lot different than the lion I knew, but she probably isn't above using seduction to get what she wants.
'Current LP: 13,350' It feels good to be rich. I should be careful though, just because I have a lot of LP, doesn't mean I can't die.
As fun as last night was, I can't keep staying here in the Red Keep. Canon will be coming, and if I want to better prepare for the Night King, I need to disrupt it. I need Daenerys, The North, and all of the other providences, even the Iron Islands, if I can.
Maybe I could convince Father to let me visit each of the six kingdoms (the iron islands recently rebelled, so that's unlikely)?
A plan began to form in my mind. Looks like my contract skill will have some unexpected uses..
If I can goad dad into an agreement, then I'll have free rein to visit all over Westeros. All I have to do is get him into position. For that, I need to do some reconnaissance.
'Create: Appraisal Eye: Can look at any Creature, Material, or Item's Information. - Cost: 600 LP'
'Create: Improved Evasion: Gives User the knowledge and muscle memory to take quick, evasive action. - Cost 400 LP'
I buy the skills and start rushing through the Red Keep. Jaime is supposed to be one of the best swordsmen, so I need to figure out if he has the swordsmanship skill, and if so, at what level.
'Remaining LP: 12,350'
After an hour, I find him, he's suspiciously close to Cersei's living quarters, so most likely, he's realized he can't get it up around her. I feel a surge of anger rush through me. He still tried to get with her, even if he doesn't know I plan to make her mine, he still touched her, still probably kissed her. If he wasn't such a damn good fighter I would kill him and make it look accidental.
I take a few deep breaths. Calm down. I'll just give him another skill, but first, to appraise him.
Name: Jaime Lannister
Age: 31
Level: 60
Skills: [Erectile Dysfunction (Targeted)] [Evasion] [Forked Tongue] [Swordsmanship A]
Shit. He's five times my level. Even if I upgraded to [Swordsmanship S] I would probably lose. The only way I wouldn't lose is if I decided to handicap him, by downgrading his swordsmanship, and even then, it might be close.
Maybe trying go goad dad into letting me leave with a match is harder than I thought.
Speaking of level, I know it matters, or it wouldn't show up, but what level would someone like the Night King be? 100? 200? Nah, if it was 200 it becomes completely unfeasible that Arya was able to take him out in the show… and we're going to pretend that that isn't the point. I don't want to think of a Night King above level 200. I'm not even sure how gaining levels works in this world.
Maybe I can still salvage this, maybe I can set things up to be against Ser Barristan? He is also well known for his swordsmanship, and beating him would be just as telling as Jaime.
I leave the area to search for Barristan, leaving behind a slightly confused Jaime, who had noticed me staring.
I find him talking with a few other members of the Kingsguard.
Name: Barristan Selmy
Age: 55
Level: 75
Skills: [Evasion] [Heavy Defense] [Honourable] [Natural Leader] [Swordsmanship A]
I don't know what I was expecting. Barristan has had a lot more time to train. I suppose I am surprised that he doesn't have [Swordsmanship S], I wonder if Arthur Dayne had it? If not, maybe it isn't possible for normal humans to get that far. Almost 24 years older and only 15 levels higher? I guess the grind must be pretty tough after level 35-40ish?
This is pretty upsetting. I had initially planned to ask father to go see the north, then when he said no, I would bet on it, me vs one of the Kingsguard. If I could get him to swear to let me go if I won, I would've been golden.
Now I realize how foolish that was. Even if my skills are better, if my level is this much lower, there's no guarantee of victory, hell, even if we had ten matches. I would probably be lucky to win one of them.
The thought of making a luck still was tempting, but I had already checked that on my seventh nameday. It was similar to the True Immortality skill, in that it cost Billions of LP. Granted, I could edit it to be far more manageable, but then it wouldn't be OP enough to help me win battles like these.
New plan. Get Dad drunk enough to let me go anyway. Realistically I probably should've thought about this before coming up with that convoluted plan, but I'm eleven, and excited to see the world, so cut me some slack.
I find Dad doing exactly as he did in canon. Drinking and whoring. He's in his bedchambers while Jaime stands guard just outside.
I sigh. "I though he said he was going to quit all of this last year?" I say as I stand to the side of Jaime.
Jaime just scratches his head. "Well.. he tends to forget things when he's drinking."
I shake my head. "Well, how many women does he have left in there?" I ask.
"Just two, the third one left before you arrived." Jaime answered, before the door opened and the other two left.
"I suppose that's my que." I chuckle before knocking on the door.
"Are you dressed, Father?" I call out. I get a mumbled "Shit" in response. I wait a minute or two before walking in.
The smell is pungent. I'm definitely going to make this fast and then berate myself for not waiting longer.
"Dad, this room smells." I wrinkle my nose.
Robert just laughs. "Well what did you think it would smell like? Roses? This is the scent of a warrior! Gods I used to be strong…"
Shit, all the endorphins are causing him to reminisce! Time for the blunt attack!
"I want to see the lands I'll rule after when I get older. I want to see the North. I want to see Dorne. I want to see Casterly Rock and Dragonstone! Can we go? Can I go?" I ask, knowing Robert won't be able to convince his small council to leave, not until Jon Arryn dies, if he does.
Robert sat down, taking another swig of his wine.
"The North, eh? I remember the last time I saw Ned. A few years back when the damned Ironborn rebelled.."
Damn, even after the blunt attack, he still continued reminiscing.
It would take over an hour for Robert to become drunk enough to agree. And several more to become sober and realize he needed to send word to Ned, as well as to make sure Lyonel was protected.
Robert sent the message via raven. It was short, and to the point. "Ned; Lyonel is coming, take the boy in for a few moons. He should know the lands he'll be ruling. I wish I could come.. damned small council."
It would take a few weeks to get confirmation from Lord Stark, and during that time I planned to continue my game with Cersei.
Status:
Name: Lyonel Baratheon
Age: 11
Level: 10
Skills: [Appraisal] [Bestow] [Create] [Edit] [Improved Evasion] [Intuition] [LP Conversion] [Pain Resistance C] [Perfect Nutrition] [Poison Immunity] [Swordsmanship C]
———AN———
This chapter felt too quick, despite being the longest one yet it felt a little forced. Let me know if you feel that way. And if the next few chapters come out the same way.. well I'm going to complete this volume regardless of the chapter quality, but if I can't keep it going past that this will just end after the conquering of Planetos.
In other news, another nsfw chapter after this one! Cersei finally gets a proper fuck, and mc will move on to the North.
