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Game of Thrones: The Golden Lion

Our Mc finds himself in the shoes of the bastard son of Tywin Lannister and here is the beginning of his ascent in the game of thrones.

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Mystery

In the past few days, a woman named Valia has come to find him passing through the safety of the ziggurat. Aslan quickly warned against her but who thought she would surrender instantly.

Aslan asked him about his identity and why he came.

Valia explained that she was a witch from distant lands of the west and the reason for her coming and to meet the person who changed the course of the fate of Westeros and Essos.

Aslan frowned at the words of the witch.

...

Currently, under the throne, the woman wore a veil hiding her face and looked at Aslan.

"Now tell me why you came to find me ... witch."

Valia tilted her head and spoke.

"I came to find you to give you advice my lord. I could see a glimpse of a hypothetical future and I simply came to help you."

Aslan sneered.

"Help me? Don't make fun of me. What cult are you in? The red priests? The wizards who look to the future? Or just crazy? You will never be my counselor and I will never trust these sorcerers because I know that you are not faithful to men but to your strange "gods". "

Aslan sneered arrogantly at the witch. His eyes were filled with contempt.

Valia looked at Aslan calmly but his eyes couldn't hide their anger.

"So you won't listen to it?"

"I never said that I would not listen to you because magic has its advantages but you will never have my confidence."

Aslan looked at the witch in amusement in his voice.

Valia clenched her fists, in her life she has never been so humiliated. Whenever she presents herself as a witch she is always feared and respected.

"Okay, but don't you worry that I control your mind to do what I want?"

"Hmph! You cannot do it, for this magic to work I would have to have a weak will but unfortunately for you, I have an iron will."

Aslan had read magic books, although they were not all true. Aslan had a certain knowledge because he wanted to protect himself in Essos which is the continent where magic is omnipresent.

Valia smiled behind her veil and spoke in an amused voice.

"And your loved ones? Do they have an iro-!"

Before she could finish her sentence she found herself with a hand around her throat and a sword ready to pierce her.

Valia was confused. She never saw Aslan move and quickly started to get scared. Under Aslan's terrifying gaze, Valia began to tremble like a leaf.

Aslan threw Valia to the ground with a wave of his hand and looked at her with a murderous air.

"If one day something happens to even one of my relatives you will find yourself raped by 100 beggars and then by 100 pigs before being skinned alive and left to dry in the sun before you are eaten by dogs. Did you understand?"

Valia nodded furiously. It was the first time she was terrified of a "simple mortal". Sorcerers and wizards have remained in power since the fall of Valyria because dragons were the enemies of magic. However today Valia regretted coming here, she realized that Aslan was more terrifying than that of his visions.

Aslan returned to his throne before looking indifferently at Valia on the ground.

"Now are you going to tell me the reason for your coming, witch?"

Valia got up but this time she didn't dare meet Aslan's eyes.

"I-I have come to offer you the supreme power of Essos. The power of Valyria, my lord."

Aslan's eyebrow trembled.

"Valyria? Are you talking about dragons?"

"Yes. At the bottom of the ancient city of Valyria is the heritage of Valyria. Many men have disappeared there, the dragon lord Orion, king Tommen II Lannister your ancestor and other men in recent centuries. "

Aslan narrowed his eyes.

"At the bottom of Valyria is the way to become a dragon lord and to have the gift of commanding the dragons."

"I see. But why do you want me to acquire the gift of Valyria?"

"Because in the future there will be a global catastrophe that will require the power of dragons."

"Why don't you take it yourself? I don't think you are not interested in this power, after all, controlling the dragons is incredible."

Valia smirked.

"Do you think I have the skills. Even if by some miracle I succeed I will be killed quickly because I do not have an army or the faithful, I am alone."

Aslan smiles.

"I see."

"So are you going to acquire Valyria's powers or not?"

"I accept, but it will be necessary to wait at least a few years before it will be necessary to settle down correctly in Essos otherwise I will be ousted from the continent very quickly."

If Aslan suddenly leaves with an army, Mereen, Yunkai and Astapor will not remain motionless.

"I see. I'll wait for the next few years."

Valia bowed before leaving the throne room at the top of the ziggurat, leaving Aslan alone.

On the throne, Aslan put his hand under his chin to reflect.

"The power of dragons eh ... It will be of great use to me but Valyria is too dangerous. There is too much danger, gray scales, and other strange creatures."

Aslan watched the city from the top of his throne in silence with no one around.

"We'll have to be careful. A stab in the back and it's over."

...

Meanwhile the Westeros ...

In Westeros, things changed very quickly.

The new King of the Andals and First Men, Robert Baratheon was officially crowned with a sumptuous celebration.

A few days later to solidify their influence, Robert married Lysa Tully and Ned Stark married Catelyn Tully.

The marriages were grand and quickly Ned had a son whom he named Robb Stark.

Ned Stark was also the subject of harmful rumors, he brought back a bastard from the South, Jon Snow.

Jon Arryn married a woman from a noble family in the Val and he had a daughter, whom he named Elys Arryn.

As this news spread, the King's brother, Stannis Baratheon conquered Peyredragon and killed some of the Targaryens' followers.

At the insistence of his wife, the King appointed Petyr Baelish as Grand Argentier of the crown. Jon Arryn also became the hand of the King and Tywin was refused despite the numerous requests of the nobles. Robert refused knew Tywin's abilities but as Aslan's father he was furious and above all, he was afraid that Tywin would steal he the show as with Aerys.

...

However, there were also other more ... strange news.

Lannisport remained firm but traders entering and leaving the town spread rumors.

It was said that Lannisport was a very prosperous city where crime is extremely rare, however, any crime is punished severely. The poor are supported by the Lord to allow them to survive.

However, there was no news about the new Lord of Lannisport, Cersei, as if she had disappeared from the surface of the world.

The rumors about her had intensified to a frightening degree and many people sought to see her.

...

In the Delia palace, the spy chief of Westeros looked at Cersei with strange eyes.

"My lady ... you have to tell the lord otherwise ..."

Cersei stood in front of Delia with her back turned and her head bowed.

"... I know ... I will send him a letter ... Just a little scared ..."

Delia smiled sweetly.

"My lady, don't worry. Everything will be fine, my lord rarely gets angry. You just have to tell him the truth and avoid lying to him."

Cersei nodded.

Delia stayed with Cersei accompanying him for a while before returning to work.

Cersei alone in her room looked out of the city from the window before whispering ...

"I miss you..."

A tear ran from Cersei's eyes before he started to wipe it.

...

In the Red Keep, Robert seated on the Iron Throne was in a rage.

(The iron throne looks like the one in the book, it is much more impressive than the one in the series. Look at google image.)

Robert threw his glass of wine on the ground with anger after having read the letter in his hand.

He then looked at Jon Arryn and the restrained council members with furious eyes.

"What do we do now! Huh! This bastard conquered a city in Essos and this Targaryen bitch gave birth to a daughter!"

Under Robert's roar, everyone remained silent.

After being calm, Robert spoke.

"He has them killed! All! We must send assassins."

Hearing the king, everyone in the room reacted differently.

Barristan Selmy remained salty but his hands had tightened.

Jon Arryn refused this act because killing children is completely dishonorable.

Varys remained calm and still had the same smile on his lips.

Petyr Baelish was also calm with a smile but his eyes moved slightly.

After several cries, a red Robert of anger left the room.

Varys and Petyr then left the room too.

Jon and Barristan were the only ones left in the room.

Jon had succeeded in preventing Robert from sending assassins and Barristan was relieved.

Jon looked at Barristan and sighed. The two were honorable men but Barrsiatn was loyal to Robert only because he was in debt to him otherwise he would have already left for Essos to join his brothers in the royal guard and the Targaryen survivors.

Jon left the room and he was closely followed by Barristan.