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Game of Thrones-The Black Lord

(Sequel To “For The Queen, Not The Prince”) It all started in Summerhall. Aegon The Unlikely’s attempt at resurrecting the Dragons was successful but at the cost of his life. The fire was able to be put out, not before it took Aegon V's life as well as his son, Ser Duncan The Tall, and a few rooms. Ever since then, the events that decide the fate of Westeros had vastly changed. Dragons had returned; it was said that during the night of the fire, a bright crimson comet was seen in the night sky. During the end of King Aerys’s reign, a Rebellion started. But it wasn’t started by Robert Baratheon due to Rhaegar’s actions. Robert instead fought for the Targaryens and was married to a Princess which resulted with them having a son, Rhaegon. Rhaegon Baratheon is the rider of Morghul, a massive Black Dragon that Hatched at the end of the Rebellion started by the River Dragon. He was not just named after the Dragon that was bound to Aegon III's first wife and cousin, Jaehera but because of Rhaegon's unique sense of humor as he inherited his mother's spirit. [Read My Novel; Cursed As A Dragon God. I would love your support]

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Castle Black II

(Rhaegon's POV)

"Hey, so the guys finished all the mead." Ed said as he walked up to us in Jon's quarters, "And they're asking if more could be bought. I'd send someone to buy more but we're all on duty, so there's that." 

Jon sat on a chair, "Uhm.." He said, "Tell them to wait." 

Ed nodded, "Okay." 

"No." I said as I looked over to the Sand Snakes, "You girls mind going back to Molestown and get three barrels of mead? You guys have horses or a carriage, right Jon?" 

Jon nodded, "Yea." He said

I looked at Nymeria and handed a coin purse, "You can stay there and eat if you want." I said

She raised an eyebrow, "You don't want us here cause a fight could break out at any minute?" She said

"When the Wildlings come, this will be no place for a woman." Ed said

Obara scoffed, "Trust me, buddy, we'll kill more wildlings than you and your brothers combined." She said

I looked at them, "Go and bring the mead." I said, "Take your weapons if you need to. Morghul lets you approach him." 

Nymeria nodded, "Fine." She said, "Sisters, let's go." 

I watched as they walked out of the room as Samwell Tarly and Ed watched them leave. 

Samwell looked at me, "Y-You're not worried if the others say something to them or touch them?" He asked, "They can be overzealous...." 

I sat down at the table in front of Jon, "I'd be more worried for your fellow Brothers if I were you." I said, "Trust me, they can handle themselves." 

"What is it you wanted to show me?" Jon said

"I must say, Obara was right." I said, "Bastards can come high into the world. Those three are my Paramours, they live in a large Castle, and then there's you, Lord-Commander of the Night's Watch." 

"I'm not the only Bastard to Lead the Night's Watch." He said, "And I probably won't be the last." 

"Couldn't be more right." I said as I pulled out a folded paper, "The reason I asked Maester Aemon about Aerion Targaryen. Read this." 

I handed it to him. Jon took the letter and opened it, reading its contents. After a few seconds, he frowned seriously, looking back up at me. 

"Where did you get this?" He asked

"The Red Keep." I said, "Aerion Targaryen was King-Consort at one point, he would've stored it somewhere there." 

Jon looked at the others, "This says that Aerion Targaryen saw it." He gestured them over, "The Man With The Crown." 

I noticed that Ed walked over and leaned over, "You gotta be shitting me." He said as he took the paper, "The Aerion Targaryen? He saw that thing???" 

Samwell walked over, "I can't believe it..." He said as he panted with anxiety, "T-T-That thing...it's been around for that long?" 

I looked at them, "I take it you know of it." I said, "The Corpse in The Ice." 

Jon looked at me with a serious look, "It's no longer in the Ice." He said seriously

I raised an eyebrow, "Elaborate." 

"From what I know, it all happened before you visited Winterfell." He said seriously, "My Uncle Benjen, the First Ranger, went missing. My Father found out about it and discussed it with me; mentioning that if he's dead, there must be a Stark at Castle Black at all times. I, being with Stark blood, volunteered to take the Black. So a couple of weeks later, here I am." 

"I see." I said, "I found it strange you suddenly joined the Night's Watch." 

He nodded, "My Uncle went missing near the Frostfangs. Nobody's seen him since." He said, "And as I rose through the ranks, rather quickly, we all got ourselves in a shitty conflict. While dealing with Wildlings, Giants, and fucking Mammoths.....they rose." 

"The Walkers." I said

"Y-Yes..." Samwell said

"I tracked my Uncle's whereabouts in the Frostfangs and I'll tell you something...." Jon continued, "If it weren't for Sam and Ed, I'd been dead. They were there, the Army of The Dead. A White-Walker commanded the Wights, nearly killing me. But thankfully, Sam and Ed were there to take me out of there." 

"I see." I said

"It wasn't until we regrouped at the Fist of The First Men with the Lord-Commander at the time." Ed continued for Jon, "We were ambushed by a band of wildlings, and all of a sudden, two Walkers appeared, killing them with ease as a snowstorm appeared."

I noticed Sam began to pant even more, almost as if getting a panic attack, "You okay?" I asked

"I-I-It was there..." He said as his face was covered in sweat, "The Man With The Crown." 

"We stood atop the hill, fighting off the wights that were formed from the Wildlings." Jon explained, "Then from the snowstorm, a single figure appeared. It looked like a brother from the Night's Watch, but he wore an Iron Crown. His hair was white with black streaks, his skin paler than the snow and one of his eyes blue while the other dark."

"The same from the Ice?" 

He nodded seriously, "Jeor Mormont sacrificed himself to save us." He said, "He was wounded, and wasn't going to make it. He then set himself ablaze and charged at the walkers and that thing." 

Samwell closed his eyes, "I..." He said, "I could still hear the screams from that day." 

Ed nodded, "Ever since then, there's been silence." He said, "Only the whole Wildling Army sending waves at the wall. Word is that there is a large band that climbed over the Wall." 

"I see." I said

"You may not believe us..." Jon said

"I do." I said as I sighed, "I've been having dreams. About it, the Corpse." 

"You see those dreams too?" Jon asked with surprise

I looked at him, "I think they're visions." I said, "Sent to me by the same person that lured me to the North." 

"What?" He frowned

"What do you know of The Three Eyes?" I asked

"Three Eyes?" Samwell said, "Y-You mean the Three-Eyed Raven?" 

I looked at him, "What?" 

"The Three-Eyed Raven." Samwell repeated

"The Three-Eyed Raven is a Myth, Sam." Ed said, "Nobody has been able to prove that." 

"B-But the texts claim that it's true." Samwell said, "The Three-Eyed Raven is apparently the last of the Greenseers, but way more powerful." 

"Greenseer?" I said, "What do you mean? Those with nature magic or something like that?" 

"Well, it's quite complicated." Samwell said, "But according to Maester Aemon, Greenseers have the Greensight, prophetic dreams similar to those of the Dragon's blood. Apparently, they have a lot of powerful abilities, they can Warg and even skinchange. If the Three-Eyed Raven is real, then he'd be the last of them." 

I looked down, trying to think of what I was just told. 

"I..." I said, "I don't have those dragon dreams.....I didn't know that there were others that could." 

"Well, apparently, they're long gone." Samwell said

"The Three-Eyed Raven is apparently the last one." Jon said, "It's a myth that has been told. It's been around for a long time so if he was real, he'd be long dead." 

"Maester Aemon mentioned how during the time of Aerys I, the Hand of The King was a Greenseer." Samwell said, "He was the most powerful man in Westeros, he knew everything." 

I frowned and looked at him, "Wait." I said, "What did you say? You're talking about Bloodraven, Brynden Rivers." 

"You know about Bloodraven?" Ed asked

I nodded, "Yes." I said, "Father once told me about all the Kings who had little power and left all the ruling to their Hands. Aerys I was one of them, he rarely cared about the ruling, and spent most of his time in his books. Bloodraven was the one who did all the work for him. You guys meant to tell me that Bloodraven was a Greenseer?" 

"That's what our Maester claims. He was alive during that time." Jon said

"Wait...." I said as I began to think hard, "B-Bloodraven...what happened to him?" 

"He was exiled here to the Wall." Jon said, "For Kinslaying. He eventually became Lord Commander." 

"He disappeared beyond the wall, probably died." Ed said

Bloodraven was the last known wielder of Uncle's sword, Dark Sister. Wait. This didn't make any sense....something was clicking inside the back of my mind, screaming at me to connect whatever dots needed to be connected. If he disappeared and Dark Sister ended up in Braavos...no...that's now what I should be worried about. 

Bloodraven was a Greenseer and Samwell claims the Three-Eyes is the last Greenseer...

"Bloodraven had white hair right....a scar on his left side and a blood-red eye, right?" I asked

Jon frowned, "H-How did you know?" He asked, "That's what the descriptions of the old Lord-Commanders that date back to the Conquest claim, right Ed?" 

"Yea..." He said

"And Greenseers, Samwell." I said, "They can....well, I assume that they can channel their power through Weirwood Trees, right?"

"Uh...Never seen one in action..." Samwell said, "But that's what the texts say....yes, that is true." 

Weirwood Tree. White Hair. A single red eye. 

"You, Like Me, are of Fire and Blood." These are the words that the Three-Eyes told me 

Brynden Rivers was Aegon IV's bastard son, one of the Great Bastards like Daemon Blackfyre and Bittersteel, the founder of the Golden Company. 

"Holy shit." I said with a bewildered tone, 

"Bloodraven is the Three-Eyed Raven." 

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(Third Person POV)

"I'll give you ladies the barrels when you're done eating, okay?" The barkeep said as he gave them bowls of hot stew

Nymeria nodded, "Thanks." 

As the Barkeep left, Obara took a sip of the stew, "Summerhall's cooks are missed..." She said, "But food is food." 

"Y-Yea." Tyene said, "I wonder why Rhaegon was acting strange. If we were going to eat here, why did we leave to Castle Black so hurriedly." 

Nymeria glanced at the corner of the room, the same woman that Rhaegon had seen earlier. 

"Probably cause of her." She said

Tyene looked at the woman, who was giving them a slight smile, "He knows her?" 

"Probably." Obara said, "Rhaegon's been in the North a couple of times." 

"You think he fucked her?" Tyene whispered

Nymeria shook her head, "I doubt it." she said, "He seemed shaken up by her." 

As they said that, the woman stood up and walked over to them, giving them a slight smile. 

"So..." She said as the three looked at her, "You are companions of the Young Lord, eh?" 

"That's Prince, for you." Obara said as she continued to eat, "What's it to you?" 

"I see." The woman said with a wicked smirk, "Tell me, is his cock as good as it was when he was a boy?" 

Nymeria frowned, "Excuse me?" 

The Woman chuckled, "You heard me." 

Obara looked at her with a glare, "Say that again." She said, visibly irritated by the way the woman said that, "He fucked you?" 

"More like I fucked him." She said with a chuckle, "Oh, boys at that age I took him are so tender....so innocent....so vulnerable...."

Tyene shuddered, "T-Took?" she said as she looked at her, "What does that mean?" 

Both Obara and Nymeria immediately understood what she meant, giving the woman serious looks, hiding their anger. 

The Woman said, "I've never had a boy-lord." She said, "I wanted to see what he tasted like. So I did what I did." 

"I forced myself on him."