Chapter 299

LYRA POV

"The King is dead." Chataya said and she stopped combing her hair to look at Chataya incredulously. Then her eyes narrowed.

"How?" she asked.

"Grand Maester declared that King Robert died of heart attack." Chataya said "But I'm sure that it was a poison from the Queen."

"Do you have proof?" she asked.

Chataya nodded "Not proof but my spies heard her planning the death of King Robert with her brother. She has all the reasons to kill the King. I'm sure it was her."

"What else?" she asked.

"Lord Renly was seeing leaving from the Dragon Gate with 200 horse riders an hour after King Robert death. Lady Catelyn was seen in his company." Chataya said.

"What of Sansa and the Stark guards."

"They tried to escape from the ships but someone had already informed the Gold Cloaks about this. The Stark guards and all their servants are dead and Sansa is back in Red Keep."

"How unfortunate." She drawled "Any news on when Lord Stannis will depart from Dragonstone with his fleet."

"No. His ships are still returning from up North." Chataya said "And yes, Prince Joffrey was crowned the King of 7 kingdoms a few hours after the death of King Robert."

"Westeros really has a habit of choosing fucked up kings doesn't it."

Chataya nodded.

"Very well then. Keep your ears open and tell me if anything important happens." She said.

"I will my lady."

With that she cut the connection and tried to call her lord.

As expected, it didn't work. Magic was not able to cross the Wall.

But her lord already knew about this and had prepared contingencies in case something went wrong.

She went to her drawer and took out a steel ball with the word 'Wall' in it.

Then she wore some of her warmest clothes and then clothes the Steel ball tightly.

"Take me to the Wall." She said.

The portkey activated and did it's task. A moment later, she was standing on top of the Wall and looking at the vast expense of Ice in front of her.

The air went through her clothes and left her shivering in the cold.

She huddled down in a corner and then called her lord.

A few seconds later, he picked up the call.

She could see that he was wearing his full body armor and was tracking through the cold forest with his small unit.

"Lyra." He said and halted to talk with her, the men walking behind her halting with him "This better be important."

"It is my lord." She said and then took a deep breath "The king is dead."

Her lord remained silent for a good while and then said "Let me guess. It was the queen."

"We don't have concrete proof but we're pretty sure it was her." She said.

"What about the Starks in Kings Landing?"

"Lady Stark was seen leaving through the Dragon Gate with Lord Renly. Whether she did so out of her own violation or was forced to do so is not known." She said "Ser Rodrik Cassel and the other Stark guards tried to get to the ships but were ambushed by the Gold Cloaks. Sansa is now a prisoner of Queen Cersei."

He nodded and stayed silent for a long moment "We'll not get any support from Prince Joffrey. He's not a reasonable boy and a coward on top of that. We need someone else on the throne. Preferably someone with experience in military matters but Stannis in really not a King material. He would break before he could bend. And Renly has no military experience and is as green as they come."

"Are you thinking of taking the Iron Throne for yourself my lord?" she asked, barely able to hide the eagerness in her voice.

He shook his head instantly "Sitting on the Iron Throne will be akin to binding myself in golden chains. I would not do it. No. I was thinking more along the lines of using Lyanna and Rhaegar's child for this one."

"Jon Snow." She said

"Jaehaerys Targaryen." He corrected.

"You think Lord Stark will agree to this?" she asked.

"Perhaps. Perhaps not. But we don't really have any other choice." He said "It's either him, one of the Baratheon brothers or me."

"I see. Will you be returning soon?" she asked.

He thought about it for a moment but then shook his head "Capturing a White Walker is more important to me right now. Plus, large armies tend to move really slowly. We'll return before the real battles start." He said "But I do have a task for you."

She waited patiently and he spoke "Send an anonymous letter to Lord Stark telling him about the King's Death. The queen part in his death. And the status of his men and his family. Also tell the illegitimacy of the Prince and Princess. It is time for the North to go to War."

"Wouldn't it be better to let the Barathons and Lannisters kill each other?" she asked.

"Perhaps." He replied "But I don't want their armies to end up destroyed either. And the longer this war takes then worse the general situation of Westeros will become. So I would rather end this war quickly then stretch it for long. Do you have anything else to report?"

"Yes. Bran Stark is here. When should we send up North?"

"Have him wait in Dreadfort for now." He said "When the time is right, I'll have Varamyr use his Wyvern to carry Bran and Meera to us."

"You want to tell the world about the Wyverns?" she asked.

He shrugged "The war is about to start. And I plan to use them to cut this war short. It is time to show our might to the world."

She nodded.

"Keep me updated on the situation." He said.

She nodded and he cut the connection.

She shivered in the cold once again before she took out another steel ball with the word 'Dreadfort' on it and said "Take me to Dreadfort."

The Portkey activated and a moment later, she was back in her room in Dreadfort once again.

She lamented the fact the fact her lord had no interest in ruling the 7 kingdoms.

Truly, it was a great pity. With him in the helm, the 7 Kingdoms would have prospered. But if he really doesn't want to sit on the Iron Throne then she'll have to learn to be content with what she had here.

She took out the magical mirror and started calling her spies.

She needed to send an anonymous letter to Lord Stark after all.