Chapter 16

Early the next morning I awoke with a warm body in each arm. Katyia lay curled up on my right, my arm nestled in between her breasts. Hassani lay in a similar position to my left and I smiled at my luck. Well, it isn't really luck since I created them but I was happy nonetheless.

On the other end of the room the door was opened and one of the silent sisters entered. She bowed when our eyes met and I smiled back. Nudging Hassani, she woke instantly.

"Glad to see you're up, but I do remember having made plans to bless the sisters. And they seem ready to begin."

"Good morning, Holy Father. I'll get things ready for you." She replied and left the bed, I watched her naked form as she went to pick up her robe. Her perfect ass was a sight to behold as she bent out over. Looking back at me as she rose, I smiled and she smiled back.

"Good morning, my love. Come and let me help you get dressed." Katyia said from beside. She must have woken while I was distracted.

"That sounds great." I replied and proceeded to get dressed with the help of Katyia and Hassani.

Half an hour later I was dressed and ready to begin my work. "Now, where are the others?"

"Holy Father, we have had the sisters gather in a separate room, they will arrive one by one until everyone has received your blessing." Hassani answered.

"We have also arranged for food and drink to be brought so you may relax in between alterations. We planned on having bodies being brought, but since you no longer require them on hand they were left behind. Though we can have them brought at any time should you need it." Katyia finished.

"I see you have everything under control."

"Of course we do, now come sit over here so we can begin." Katyia replied and ushered me to a seat. Once seated Katyia and Hassani took their positions down on either side of me. Hassani nodded to the sister and she nodded before exiting the room.

A moment later the door was opened and a sister entered, she bowed and stood before me and knelt, her head lowered. I looked down at the woman wrapped in cloth and I found myself annoyed. "Remove your hood, let me see your face."

Without hesitation she raised her head and pulled back her hood. Deep auburn locks fell on her shoulders and as I looked upon her face, the only word that came to mind was, plain. Not wishing to waste anymore time I placed my hand on her head. As she closed her eyes Hassani placed her hand on my shoulder and I began my work.

Activating my power, the sister's information became available to me. A panel that had many folders for me to access and if I wished, to change. I mentally tapped into the gem around my neck and instantly felt my ability to make more detailed changes become available. Happy that my gem worked as intended I focused on the task.

I had already thought about what I wanted the silent sisters to become. So without hesitation I implanted into the sister's mind absolute devotion, loyalty and love. Then came the implantation of Hassani's skills as an assassin and other appropriate skills.

Finished with the mental aspect of my alterations, I now focused on the physical. Since I plan to turn the silent sisters into my spies and assassins, I didn't really see the need to change their physical appearance much. I mean, I plan on taking control of every silent sister in Westeros, this turning the position of silent sister into a deeper position.

That means that I won't have the time nor the will to make each of them look like a woman from my past life. Changes like those are only reserved for a Lieutenant, a member of my inner circle.

With that in mind I simply made her natural appearance a heavy touch up. Thickened a lip here, raised a brow there, even making her skin deathly pale. For no other reason besides aesthetics, I simply took her face and made it more attractive, in my eyes at least. Then I made her eyes green, the same as Hassani's. I decided that all the silent sisters would have her eye color, it just felt right to me.

Once I was satisfied I gave her body the same enhancements, though to a lesser degree than Hassani and Katyia. Finished, I opened my eyes and looked down at my creation. Her former plain face still had some similarities as before but also not. The word that came to my mind now was striking.

"You have been remade by my divine power, ordained by the Seven. Rise, sister of the silent order, rise sister of death, rise my righteous blade of darkness." Man, lately I've been saying more and more cheesy lines, I hope this doesn't become a habit. But as I spoke the sister rose to her feet, and by the end she stood tall and proud, a tear trailing down her cheek. She bowed deeply before turning and walking out the door.

"Well that went well, only nineteen more to go." I said.

Two days, that's how long it took me to modify all of the silent sisters. I could have stretched out the entire process but I wanted this done as soon as possible. Sure I have Katyia and Hassani, but having an entire league of assassins at my beck and call was far too appealing. Having an extra pair of eyes on me and blades in the dark felt necessary.

I now stand in the part of the catacombs where the silent sisters make their home. In a rather decently sized lounge area, I stood before the entire sisterhood. They were lined up in rows, staring straight into my eyes. I looked back at them and could practically feel their devotion, it radiated off of them. But I could also feel a slight chill, they were killers, everyone of them.

"Now you are ready to serve the seven, now you are ready to take on the aspect of The Stranger. For your work is holy and my word is divine."

The sisters all at once knelt with their head low. I smiled and looked over to Hassani. "They are yours to command my dear."

She bowed her head before replying. "I will use them to better serve you Holy Father, but there is something I would like to run by you, if I may?"

"You need not ask my permission, you are one of my trusted confidants, your opinion is a resource I would not easily dismiss."

"Thank you for your trust, Holy Father. What I wanted to bring up is your plan."

"What about my plan?"

"If I remember correctly, you plan to go to the docks and pose as a divine healer. This is an attempt to build fame and grab the attention of the other senior members of the sept. There you hope to force an audience with them where you can use your power on them, am I correct?"

"You are."

"Forgive me Holy Father but your plan not only poses too much risk but is unnecessarily sewn out. Now that you have the sisters at your back it would be better to have them lead you to the chambers of the Elder Septon and the other senior Septon. From there you can use your power and make them see the light.

At that point you would have control of the Snowy Sept in one fell swoop, it would only take one night to accomplish this. You can still visit the docks, the only difference is that you would have the full support of the sept behind you adding more weight to your words."

I stared at Hassani for a long moment, shocked at my own stupidity. Hassani seemed to take my silence as displeasure and dropped to her knees with her head on the ground. I smiled softly and knelt beside her. Lifting her chin with my hand, her tear stained face looking up to me. I wiped her tears and traced my finger along her lips.

"You need not ever prostrate yourself to me. I created you to aid me in my goals, I built you for that purpose. While I have been blessed by the Seven, that blessing was not in the form of an increased intellect. That is something I must build on my own. That is why you are here, to guide me when you feel I have drifted. I rely on your mind as well as your body. Now rise, for we have a busy night ahead of us."