-Chapter 136-
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-Chapter 136-
-POV MC-
I arrived very early in the morning and landed in the courtyard with Rhaegal.
I had already informed Tristan of my arrival and what I was coming to do here, so I was not surprised by his tense look that he tried to hide as best he could under his guise of an indifferent commander.
"Your Majesty, I know better than anyone how powerful you are, but to leave these walls is to deliver yourself directly to those savages," said Tristan in a somewhat stiff tone.
I smiled and then said while removing my cape made from the skin of a bear, a gift from House Mormont: "Tristan, don't worry, you know I'm not suicidal, I know exactly what I'm doing."
"Your Majesty, I must insist."
I smiled and then said: "Tristan."
He stopped talking and then I continued: "I have finally managed to subdue this damn continent. Do you think I am going to die by the hand of a wildling?"
He looked down for a few moments before saying: "I beg your pardon, I have overstepped my rights."
I raised my hand and then said: "You took a bet on me by placing your loyalty and faith in me, it is quite normal that you feel fear at the thought of losing all your gains after having come so far."
He nodded and I took the opportunity to move forward and place a hand on his shoulder: "However, that does not give you the right to question my orders, remember that."
He nodded and then I asked: "Have you sent ravens to all the fortresses to be ready for an assault from the wildlings?"
"Everything has been done as you wished, all the garrisons are on a war footing," said Tristan.
"Perfect, then now bring me a steed and open the gates so I can pass to the other side of the Wall," I said.
"You heard, bring the finest stallion for the king and prepare it properly," said Tristan to his soldiers who were all standing at attention.
I admired the discipline and rigor with which he trained his soldiers.
Honestly, by expanding my army at such a rate, I was afraid that in addition to individual combat capability, the strict discipline I had established would suffer.
'Fortunately for me, it seems that in this respect, I have made the right choices,' I thought with a small smile.
After a few moments, a soldier arrived bringing me my horse, a magnificent and powerful black stallion.
I smiled and said: "Thank you, Legionnaire."
"It's an honor, Your Majesty," said the legionnaire who was no more than 18 years old.
I nodded and then I mounted my horse and said: "OPEN THE GATES."
Let's see this king of the savages.
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-POV 3rd-
As King Aegon crossed the wall on his galloping steed, the king from beyond the Wall, Mance Rayder, accompanied by the captains of his army, advanced quietly and stopped at the edge of the woods to avoid being within range of enemy arrows.
Aegon stopped a few meters from the king from beyond the wall, making his horse rear up in front of him in an attempt to scare him, but the latter remained unperturbed, a small mocking smile even appeared on his face for a few moments before Jarl, one of his most loyal warriors, stepped forward threateningly.
"Mance, my old friend, tell your little dog to back off before I get angry," said the king of the seven kingdoms before removing his Corinthian-style helmet adorned with dragon wings.
The magnificent gold-silver curls of the king fell over his shoulders while his violet eyes pierced those of the king from beyond the wall who frowned before exclaiming: "Fucking hell, Jon?!"
"No one calls me that anymore, I guess you understand why," said King Aegon as he dismounted from his horse and approached Mance, surprised, to give him a hug.
"The last time I saw you, you were a little bastard no taller than three apples," he said, smiling as he hugged the young king.
Aegon also smiled before replying: "The last time I saw you, you were supposed to be protecting the wall, not besieging it."
Mance Rayder frowned, then Aegon continued: "Well no, that was the last time I spoke to you. To be more precise, the last time I saw you, you were a bard who came to Winterfell to spy on Robert Baratheon."
A smile passed over Mance's face along with a sneaky glint in his eye, then he said:
"Shall I invite you for a drink? You're old enough for that now, aren't you?"
"I usually only drink with my friends. Are we friends, Mance?" said the young king looking at his older counterpart.
"I kept it from everyone that you put horse shit in Lady Stark's boots. I think that simple fact binds us more than just friends, don't you think?" said the king of the free people, showing the way.
"Very well, and you, the one who talks a lot, take care of my horse," said Aegon Targaryen in a slightly arrogant tone, ordering Jarl, one of the captains of Mance's army