Chapter 135

Domeric knocked on the door and waited under the hood, hiding from the eyes of any passerby.

Popularity can become a bit tiring when people start to accost you everywhere you go even if it's for well wishes. A lesson that he had learned well in his past life. He had no lightening scar in this life and the popularity and reputation he had gained was through his own hands but that didn't make the people trying to touch him any less annoying.

The door opened and a strong shouldered boy looked out at him. The blue eyes, black hair and strong jaw instantly reminded him of Renly Baratheon who was said to look like King Robert Baratheon when he was young.

The Royal bastard Gendry Waters.

He wondered if he should do something with the boy. He seemed perfectly content with being just a Blacksmith apprentice but having the blood of the king bring strange changes to your life.

If nothing else, the boy would make for a fine warrior with his big stature and strong arms.

But something in this line of thinking made him feel that he had become too much like Dumbledore.

No, the boy can remain a blacksmith if that's what he wants to be. But he'll order Tobho Mott to tell the truth. Just because he didn't liked to be used against Voldemort didn't meant that the Prophesy should have been kept from me.

"We're not taking any commissions right now." The boy told him and was about to shut the door when his hand snaked out and caught it before it could shut down on his face.

That would have been really embarrassing.

And yes, an enhanced body does have it's perks.

"What are y…" he removed the hood and the boy's eyes widened before he started stammering apologies.

"Go inform Master Tobho Mott that I'm here." He said, putting the boy out of his misery.

The boy gulped and nodded before running back inside the Water Wheel run forge.

Five minutes later, he stood beside Tobho Mott and looked at the Full body Valyrian armor in wonder.

"I don't know where you got such much Valyrian Steel from. And I don't really care. But this is… the greatest work of my life." Tobho Mott said, looking proudly at the armor that covered every inch of his skin.

He had designed the Armor in such a way that except for the joints and eyes, it would cover everything.

Of course, he would have to wear a magical armor inside to cover for the weaknesses but with this armor on, no man would ever be able to harm him.

"I except you no one else has any information about this?" He asked the man.

If the knowledge of the Full Body Valyrian Steel armor leaked out, then all the armies of the world would fall upon his lands in greed.

It was just that valuable. And the truth was that he had done everything in his power to hide the existence of this particular armor. No one knew about it. And he was sure of that. But asking doesn't hurt.

"No one." The Master Blacksmith assured him and he looked at the armor in front of him.

It was truly a work of art.

In the chest of the armor was a Heart tree with leaves that looked like they've been individually carved by hands. Considering that the master blacksmith has been working on this armor for the past year, that might as well be true.

The shoulder plates of the armor were made of Direwolf and a Mammoth. Signifying the wargs and the giants while the serene face on the trunk of the Heart tree signified the Children of the Forest.

The helmet covered all his face except for the eyes and was much simpler looking in comparison. It was so by design because he didn't want any additional weight on the helmet.

The only thing out of place was the sign of the 3 Hallows carved on the forehead of the helmet. Signifying his origins as a wizard and someone who once held the 3 hallows in his palm.

The whole thing was exquisitely beautiful.

A pity that he would have to cover the whole armor with paint to make it look like a normal steel armor.

As it was, he didn't want the whole world after him and his people. And that's what would happen if news about him having a full body Valyrian amor reached the wrong ears.

The armor was valuable true. He was not willing to risk the lives of his people for it.