63A/N: Hello everyone and for those that are reading this because of my other stories, I will get to them eventually. Now that I have a cpu again and the urge to write I've been way out of touch with Percy Jackson stories to continue until later. I do want to do a crossover between PJO/GOT eventually. Now this is a story I've had heavily on my mind since I've been reading both of Alperez16's stories A Dragon Cub and Different song, Same Singer along with CadenceIX's Wyrm and Cub. if you have not read them i suggest checking them out. Now to the story.
Aemon the Dragonwolf
Chapter 1: A Promise
The Trident 283 AC
Chaos. That's all the prince can see as he looks around him. The royal army is pushing the rebels back even after word that his friend and Kingsgaurd Prince Lewyn Martell had been slain. He could only watch as he saw Ser Jonothar Darry was struck down before he heard a massive yell.
"Rhaegar!"
There he is. Robert Baratheon. A huge, bulky man in steel armor with the Baratheon black and gold colors and a helm with giant Antler protruding from it. How he was able to wield that warhammer like it was a feather Rhaegar didn't know. "Face me you coward!" Robert yelled. "If it is blood you want, Baratheon, then it is blood you will receive." Rhaegar answered back before dodging an overhead strike from Robert before he sent a slash of his own, to which, Robert blocked. Ours is the Fury. If there is one man that is the embodiment of the Baratheons' house words it would be the man in front of him trying to kill him right now.
The two continued to trade blows for what felt like ages. Neither really giving an inch and nothing slowing the other down. Not even the fact that they are both standing knee deep, well, shin deep for Roberts sake in the edge of the river. After parrying a sideways strike from the stag he tried to counter with a diagonal slash from his right. He didn't expect Robert to move close to him and duck under his strike before ramming the back of his elbow into the prince's stomach which caused him to double over. Robert then proceeded to follow it up with a backhanded strike with his warhammer that caught the silver prince on his right temple and knocked his helmet off as he flew a couple of feet to the ground.
He got up onto one knee but had to stay there for a minute to shake off the daziness that he was feeling. He was surprised that the Storm Lord actually let him take the time to stand. He was sure Robert would kill him however he could, honorable or not. Perhaps there is a bit more to this man than what I originally thought about him.
"Nice armor, Prince." The Storm Lord said. "I'll be sure to save the gems after I knock 'em in the Trident." Rhaegar didn't bother replying, he had to stay focused, he had to win this fight. It is more than just his life at stake. The visions he had seen, what is to come. We have to be ready, the night is dark and full of terrors.
"You took her from me! She was mine and you took her!"
"We both know she could never be taken, Robert." Rhaegar said as they both tried to catch their breath. "Regardless of what you think I would never take her against her will."
"I care not for your words, Dragon, only your life will satisfy me now. After I kill you I will find where you hid her." With that Robert charged again. For another couple of minutes they battled. Robert fighting like the Demon he was and Rhaegar, though keeping his composure, was only barely able to keep his defences up.
After what felt like an eternity Rhaegar finally saw his opening when Robert overextended and slipped. He cut a deep slash across the stags side, causing a yell of pain. Much to Roberts credit he was able to push the prince back before he fell to one knee.
"Why?" Though his voice sounded defeated Rhaeger knew Robert did not feel that he was. "Why did you take her from me?"
"There is much to the story that you do not know, Robert." He replied. "Hopefully you never have to know. But regardless of what needs to be done for the good of the living, I did also fall in love with her. You, better than any, could not blame me for that."
"No, I cannot. Still does not keep me from cursing you to the Seven Hells, though."
The prince laughed, "Nor could I blame you for that. Perhaps in another life we could have been friends fighting beside one another instead of enemies fighting against each other."
"In another life then."
"Another life"
Robert looked around at all the chaos that was happening around them. He could see Ned and one of his Bannerman, an Umber he believes, fight off a group of royalists. "Let us end this so the bloodshed will stop this day."
"I agree, though I have one thing to ask of you should I fall." He saw Robert give a go on gesture as he got into a battle stance. "When you find Lyanna listen to her first and, please, save my family."
"You have my word"
They both charged and swung their weapons. Roberts warhammer smashed into Rhaegar's longsword and sent it flying as he followed it up with another swing. He swung his hammer with all his might and sent it straight into the chest of the silver prince, hitting him so hard the gems flew from the armor into the river. Thus naming the pass the Ruby Ford.
Rhaeger lay on his back looking up at the sky. With blood pouring out of his mouth he knew it was the end as he spoke. "Lyanna, my love. I'm sorry I have failed you. It is up to you now. You must protect him. Please, protect him, my Love…...my…love…...Ly ...Lyanna."
As Robert walked to the dying prince her heard everything he said and it made him sad. Not just because the woman he loved loved another. But that he took what made her happy away from her. He knew what kind of man he was; that he has one bastard child already. He knew the people already called him a drunk and a whoremongeror. He knew if he was a better man then Rhaegar wouldn't have been able to take Lyanna from him. Seeing the fact that Rhaegar loved her and even thought of her in his dying breaths made him want to change. But what was that that Rhaegar said. "Protect him?" Who was that referring to? But he understood, Rhaeger said to listen to her. When he finds her she will have the answers.
After The Prince fell the remaining of his army fled and disbanded. With a grave wound he had to be treated by the maesters. A week later Robert was in his tent with his foster father, Jon Arryn of the Vale, and his brother by choice, Eddard Stark, the second son of Lord Rickard Stark and younger brother of Brandon Stark. With Rickard being burned alive and Brandon being strangled to death trying to help him that meant that Eddard was now the Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North. He needed his brother by choice now more than ever.
"Robert, we got word that Tywin Lannister marches on Kings Landing." Jon Arryn says after reading the scroll that was rushed in." We need to reach the capitol before he does."
"Aye, I agree, Robert." Ned exclaims
"You are right, Jon. if Tywin reaches the Kings Landing, I fear for the ones inside. Especially Princess Eliand her Children." After a pause Robert looked to Ned and said, "You have to take the army and reach there before he does. I can't travel with my wound, but you can."
"I agree with Robert, Ned. Gather the men and march for Kings Landing at once."
"Very well, I will tell the men to break down and we will leave as soon as possible."
Kings Landing 283 AC
Elia Martell paced back and forth in her room with red teary eyes. Rheagar's dead. The letter that sat on her bed said. Although their marriage wasn't love she still cared for him deeply. When she found out she, along with her children, handmaidens, and her house guards attempted to return to Dorne. They got as far as the Kingswood before being run down and brought back to king's landing.
Aerys in all his madness is foolish enough to believe her uncle Ser Lewyn would betray Rhaegar and bring her back to keep Dorne from rebelling. When she entered the gates of the city, Ser Jaime greeted her with a sad smile and proceeded to escort her back to her room.
She felt for Ser Jaime. Although now he is very skilled due to the training the other six knights had given him in the past two years. He was a good swordsman when he was made a Kingsgaurd at four and ten, he was not skilled enough to earn a spot in white sword tower, though. She knew why he was made a Kingsgaurd, They all did. It was the same reason she was brought back to the city, he is but a hostage to keep his family from rebelling.
The one she felt the most for was Lyanna. The beautiful young she-wolf is somewhere pregnant and most likely blaming herself. Her baby will never get to meet his father. Rhaegar originally believed the child would be a girl. Because of some prophecy, he believes that Aegon will be this Prince that was Promised. If that prophecy is true then it is not Aegon.
A Song of Ice and Fire it was called. Ice is Stark and Fire is Targaryen. Though that may not be true she believes it is. That is why she believes Lyanna's child will be a Boy.
When Rhaegar crowned Lyanna Queen of love and Beauty at Harrenhal everyone was silent. Lyanna, the poor girl, looked mortified. She saw the girl look at her and could see she was about to cry believing the shame she brought his wife. The Dornish Princess still remembers what happened right after.
When everything settled down she caught the girl out. Elia found the girl in her tent with her two brothers, Brandon and Eddard, she believed their names were.
"Princess Elia." The two men greeted with bows. "What do we owe the pleasure of the visit?" Eddard asks with worry.
"I've come to speak with your sister, if that is alright." The two men looked between the two not knowing what to do, while their sister looked at her worriedly. Elia smiled. "Don't worry, everything is alright. I come in peace." The boys nodded before leaving the two women alone.
"I'm sorry ab…" The she-wolf started before Elia raised a hand to cut her off. "It is quite alright, dear girl. Though some women would be furious, remember, I am from Dorne. It is quite common for husbands, and even wives, to take paramours." She saw the girl looked down and blushed.
"Besides, Rhaegar already talked to me after he found a certain Knight of the Laughing Tree in the woods. He told me he talked to you about many things."
"He did, but I don't understand them. He said the dragon must have three heads and kept talking about a prophecy and visions." Lyanna said to which Elia nodded. "For one, I can not have any more children. Rhaenys birth was bad enough, but Aegon's almost killed me. The dragon must have three heads, to which I can not give him the third. He needs you, Lyanna"
They continued to talk to each other until the sun went down.
Unable to leave King's Landing she feared for the worst for herself and her Children. Should anything happen to them, Lyanna and Rhaegar's child would need allies. She got a piece of parchment, and a quill with ink, and started to write to her brothers. Not only about the truth so they would not hate the girl but also to help her and the child.
When done she gave the letter to one of her most trusted guards to take the letter to Dorne. "Let no one stop you. This must get into my brothers' hands. It is for their eyes only. Should anything happen before you get to my brothers then burn the letter."
"I will not fail you Princess."
Kings Landing 283 AC
Robert Baratheon sat up the Iron Throne looking out at the mass of Lords that have gathered in the throne room. Jon Arryn stood to his right and Ned Stark stood on his left. He had just been proclaimed King of the Seven Kingdoms through conquest and blood. The Old Lion tried to call for a council to vote before Jon had shut it down that Robert had a blood claim due to his grandmother being a Targaryen.
When a group of Lannister men brought in three bodies covered in Lannister banners there were shouts of both outrage and even some shouts of "dragonspawn". He could see the Kingslayer and Ser Barriston with tears in their eyes, looking like they wanted to slaughter everyone. With shaky hands he lifted up the banners and took a look at them. Elia's clothes were ripped and it looked like she had been raped. The baby Aegon, who was not even a name day old he believed, had his head crushed in. And the girl, Rhaenys, had been stabbed to death very brutally.
Robert covered them, trying to hold in his rage at what had been done to the innocent women and children. Ned, however, did not hold in his thoughts as he looked to the Warden of the West.
"Outrageous! They were innocent! How could you do this to a woman and two little children." Ned yelled, with much agreement from other men in the room, mostly other Northmen.
"I can assure you, Lord Stark, that I had no idea that this happened, or any intention of harming them." He said after looking at Robert. He did, Robert said is his head. He thought I would be pleased with their deaths and tried to gain favor.
"Regardless, you still let it happen!" Ned yelled back
"Enough Ned!" The now King exclaimed "Get them out of my site and give them to the silent sisters. Their bodies are to be prepared and treated with care before being returned to Sunspear." "Of course, Your Grace, it will be done."
"Jon, we need to write to Doran Martell and give our condolences." Robert told his foster father and new Hand. "I will get on it right away, your grace."
"Your Grace, perhaps we should talk about betrothal prospects. You will need a Queen now that you are the King." Tywin Lannister said to him. Many of the other Lords in the room shouted out their daughter's names at that. Hoping to make their daughters a queen.
"I am already betrothed, Lord Tywin." Robert answered him. "I will not break my betrothal with Lady Lyanna. She is still alive, I know it. I will go with Lord Stark and his men south to search for her." Ned looked at him and spoke, "Your Grace, you need to stay here in the capitol. The Realm needs you. I will go with my men to find my sister."
"No, Ned, I will go with you. I loved your sister. What kind of man would I be if I didn't try and find her after I claimed to have fought a war for her." The King said to his friend. "Besides, that's why I have Jon. He can hold the Realm together for a couple moons."
"Very well, Your Grace. First you should head to Storm's End and break the siege. Word has it that Stannis is barely holding out while Lord Tyrell feasts outside the castle." That made Roberts blood boil. Him and his brother have never been close but he is still his brother. To hear his men are starving while that fat flower dines outside HIS own castle makes him want to hit something.
"Ok Ned, have the men get some rest. We leave on the marrow. We've a flower to break."
"Your Grace." Barriston the Bold said as he walked in front of me. He took out his sword and bent down in front of him. "I, Ser Barristan Selmy, do hereby swear to you, King Robert Baratheon, I shall shield your back, fight your enemies, give you counsel, and any service you deem of me. If you'll have me, Your Grace, I would like to join your Kingsguard."
The new King looked shocked for a second before it was replaced with a smile. To have a legendary and well respected knight like "Barristan The Bold '' to swear allegiance to you will help with the morale of the people.
"I accept your pledge Ser Barristan as a new member of my Kingsguard. I King Robert Baratheon, I vow that you shall always have a place by my hearth and meat and mead at my table. I pledge to ask no service of you that might bring you dishonor. I swear it by the old gods and the new. Now rise and go rest. You will join and Lord Stark and I on our trip south."
Sunspear 283 AC
Prince Doran was sitting in his solar when the message came in. He hadn't heard from his sister in a few years but he now had received a letter from her. Why now of all times? He told his seward to get his brother. He had a bad feeling that whatever was in this letter wasn't happy news. Along with the fact that Elia would write to both him and Oberyn together, he shouldn't read the letter alone.
A few moments later his brother walked into his solar with a happy smile. When he saw Doran's worried expression it caused him to frown. "What's wrong, brother?" Oberyn asked.
"I just got a letter from Elia addressed to you and I."
Oberyn's smile returned to his face. "Why the frown, brother? That is amazing news. We have not heard from her in almost two years." Doran shook his head. "I know, Oberyn. But I just have this feeling that it is not good news that she is writing to us about. We have just heard about the shame that Rhaegar has caused Elia by crowning that damned she-wolf at Harrenhal instead of his own wife. Now less than a year later we finally received a letter from our sister, it is very strange brother."
"Then let us see. Open the letter so we can read it." Oberyn said as he walked to his brother's side. Doran said nothing as he broke the deal and unraveled the scroll from their sister.
Brothers,
I'm writing this to send you the most terrible news. Rhaegar is dead. Killed at the Trident by Robert Baratheon from what I heard. Aerys sent Queen Rhaella and Viserys back to Dragonstone but as I was leaving Kings Landing, heading back to Dorne, he made me return.
Ser Jaime told me that for some mad reason Aerys has it in his head that Prince Lewyn betrayed Rhaegar at the Trident, even though he died. I fear for the worst for me and my children, brothers. Although I have heard many stories about the honor of the Starks and Arryns, they are not the only ones on the Rebels side.
Regardless of the danger the children and I are in, I'm writing to you so you know the truth. Rhaegar and Lyanna never shamed me. He knew I couldn't bear him a third child and the prophecy he always spoke of demanded it. He believes Aegon is this Prince who was Promised, but I know better. I know it is Lyanna's child. He explained much to me but i still don't understand everything.
He went to the Lady Lyanna and told her about the prophecy. So you know, I gave them my blessing for her to be his second wife. What I ask of you now is that should anything happen to me and my children, I ask that you help Lady Lyanna and her child, for they are now my family. Her child is the blood of my blood. The blood of your blood. Please protect him. Rhaegar believes it is a girl, a Visenia, for Aegon. I know it's a boy. He doesn't believe me.
Hopefully this letter is just a precaution and I was able to return to Dorne and tell you everything. But if not then please, for the love you have for me, protect Rhaegar's children.
With Love,
Elia Martell Targaryen
Princess of Dorne and Princess of the Seven Kingdoms
Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken
Stormlands 283 AC
They have been marching for nearly a fortnight with all haste. They barely slept. They barely ate. They barely stopped to rest at all. The Army that the King and Lord Stark had consisted of is mainly Northmen and most of the Stormlanders that went with Robert to fight at The Trident. Though there were some Valemen and Riverlanders mixed in.
For the Stormlanders, they were eager to break the siege of their Liege Lord's castle. For the Northmen, they wanted to end the war quickly so their new Liege Lord, Lord Eddard Stark, could go search for his sister. Though none will deny that they all wanted to go home.
"How much further, Robert?" Ned asked. Hoping it would be soon so they can start the search for Lyanna.
"A day and a half, Ned." his friend told him. If they march for the whole day today then they would be able to camp for tonight and head out on the marrow and meet with Mace Tyrell's army shortly after noon. That way should there be a battle then his men wouldn't be too tired.
That night, after a hard march, the men set camp for the night eager to rest and prepare for the possible battle tomorrow. Ned and Robert sat in the tent set up for the King talking and drinking. With Ser Barriston standing guard until he was relieved by Baratheon guards since he was the only Kingsguard.
Ned sat thinking about the change in his friend. When they got news that Rhaegar had stolen Lyanna, Robert had been furious. He cursed the dragons to the seven hells and back. Vowing to kill every last Targaryen, including Queen Rhaella and her children, and Rhaegar's children.
But after the Battle of the Trident, Robert didn't look as happy as he thought he would be. He just went to his tent to sit alone drinking wine and deep in thought. Then when those cursed Lions brought in the princess and the two children Robert's reaction was not what Ned was expecting. He thought his friend was going to laugh and call out "Dragonspawn", but instead he was furious with Lord Tywin.
As much as Ned loved his brother by choice, he knew that Robert loved his cups and his whores. He thought he didn't have much honor as what Jon tried to instill in them. While Ned's glad that Robert is showing that honor, he believes something happened that perhaps changed his viewpoint.
"Robert." Ned began. His friend looked over to him and could see he wanted to ask something so he told him to continue. "I"ve noticed that you've seemed out of it a bit lately. And before you swore to kill every last Targaryen, but when Tywin brought in Elia and her children you seemed sad and demanded to get them out of your site. I want to know why."
Robert sighed " When i faced Rhaegar on The Trident he told me would never take Lyanna against her will. He said there is much to the story but that he loved her." He could see Ned's confusion and continued. "He asked me if he should fall for me and I found Lyanna to listen to her. He also asked me to save his family. I promised him that I would."
Ned stayed silent but he could see Robert start to get angry.
"I promised him! And I couldn't save them! How can I be a good king when I can't even keep a simple promise?"
"The main thing is that you tried. I know you would have if the Lannisters didn't get there first. That's what matters."
"They are still dead, Ned!"
"There is nothing we can do about it now, Robert. He still has family at Dragonstone."
"Aye, perhaps I can help them. Now, let's go to bed. I want to be good and rested when I face that Fat Flower tomorrow.
"Goodnight, Your Grace." Ned said with a sarcastic bow. Robert just groaned
"Ned…." He said with a warning. "Don't you start with that, Your Grace, crap." Ned just chuckled and walked out of the tent.
The next morning the army packed up the camp and started marching for Storms End. They arrived just before noon to see an endless sea of green tents with about 40,000 men at arms throughout.
"It looks like they're having a tournament, Your Grace." Greatjon Umber said surprised.
"What!" The King yelled. "My people and my brother are in my castle starving and they are having a GOD'S DAMNED TOURNAMENT!"
After a few minutes Reachmen realised that there was an army outside their camp so they began to panic and get in formation. After what felt like ages they could see a small group of men in the front start to ride towards them.
"Looks like they want to parley." Roose Bolton said
"Good, as much as i want to kill that Flower, I would rather not have anymore bloodshed. The quicker we can get this over with the quicker my people can eat and we can begin our search for Lyanna." Robert said as he began riding forward along with Ned, Ser Barristan, Roose Bolton, Greatjon Umber, and Ser Yohn Royce. They were the commanders of the army that he had brought with him.
"I agree," Ned said.
As they Met in the middle of the field, he recognized three out of the six men present. Mace Tyrell, as fat as ever, sat on his horse looking very uncomfortable while looking at the crown on Roberts head. To his left sat Randyll Tarly. On Mace's right sat Leyton Hightower. The other three he did not know, though one of them looks like Lord Hightower.
"Lord Tyrell," Robert began "may I ask why you are feasting and have tourneys outside of my home with an army?"
"My king, Aerys, commanded us to take Storm's End."
"Which king you mean, Mace? Aerys is dead. As is prince Rhaegar. I have been named the new king of the Seven Kingdoms and I have given you no such orders to siege my own castle."
"Aerys is dead? And Rhaegar? How?"
"Rhaegar was killed by my own hand at the Trident and Aerys was slain by Ser Jaime Lannister in the Throne room. Ser Barristan yielded after Rhaegar fell and the army broke and has sworn himself as the first of my Kingsguard."
The Reachmen opposite of him looked shocked for a couple of seconds not saying anything. Finally Mace realized what kind of predicament he was in. He had fought on the wrong side of the war, sitting doing nothing besieging a castle that belonged to the now king with his family inside. The Lord of Highgarden had to do something to fix it so his family doesn't lose their status.
"Your Grace, I did not know that the war had ended. Had I known then I would've stopped the siege immediately. Please forgive me. What can I do to fix this?"
"First, bend the knee to me, your king. Second lift the siege immediately and have for men feed my people. When I get back to King's Landing after my trip south you and I will talk with my Hand about a deal regarding the distribution of your food supplies."
Lord Tyrell and his men got off of their Horse before bending down on one knee and each of them swearing fealty to the new King. Lord Tyrell went back to his army and gave most orders to return back to their homes and some stayed to complete the orders of helping feed the people of Storms End.
Robert had his army move near Storm's End and set up camp. As he, Ned, and Ser Barristan went into the Castle he was greeted by his brother Stannis. His youngest brother of only Six namedays, Renly, stood beside Stannis. Robert crushed Stannis in a hug before bending down to hug Renly. The elder of the two younger brothers stood in shock and stayed in a professional posture, both he and Robert haven't had the best relationship even though they are brothers.
"Stannis, I see you have successfully been able to hold the Flowers at bay until the end of the war. I am proud of you brother."
"The holding part wasn't difficult at all, since Lord Tyrell wasn't bothered with attacking the castle. It was rationing the food and keeping everyone alive. That was the difficult part. Fortunately we had help from a smuggler that was able to smuggle food and drink in from the sea."
"Is the man still here?" Robert asked
Stannis shook his head. "No, Robert. After he brought the goods he left to go get more."
"What is his name?"
"Davos Seaworth"
"I would like to meet this Davos Seaworth when I return to King's Landing after my trip south to search for my betrothed."
"King's Landing, Robert? Why return here and not back here at Storm's End?" Stannis asked
Robert laughed, "I'm surprised you haven't noticed the crown upon my head brother". As his brother said this it was then that both Stannis and Renly, along with the others present, not only noticed the crown but also Ser Barristan the Bold standing behind Roberts left shoulder. When it dawned on all of the just who it was that they were talking to they all knelt.
"You are the king now brother?" Stannis asked
"Aye, I am"
With that came the enthusiastic voice of their little brother." Woah, my brother is now the king? That's awesome! Can I come with you to the Capitol? I've always wanted to see it. Can I, brother? please , can I?"
This caused all of them to laugh and the king knelt down and put a hand on Renly's shoulder. "Aye, when our brother goes to the King's Landing you may go with him. I have to go somewhere else first but I promise I will be there soon."
"Okay." The boy said with a pout. They all went inside to Eat and Relax for the rest of the night.
When the sun came up, all of the Nobles and leaders of the army were in the great hall breaking their fast. Robert was talking with both Ned and Howland Reed about who was going to go find Lyanna.
"It should be a small group, Your Grace." Howland said
"I agree with Howland, Robert." Ned replied
"Very well. You pick the men, Ned."
After breaking their fast, Robert went back to his room to get ready while Ned and Howland went to get the remainder of their search party. After about two hours they all met back at the courtyard. The men that Ned ficked to accompany them to find his sister were all Northmen. Lord Howland Reed, Lord of Greywater Watch was obvious, along with the Lord of Barrowtown, Lord Willam Dustin. Ethan Glover, a former squire to Ned's brother Brandon and also the only survivor of King's Landing when they were captured, was next. Then there was Martyn Cassel, brother to Winterfell's Master-at-arms, Ser Rodrik Cassel. The last two were Theo Wull, a member of the Wull Clan, and Ser Mark Ryswell, a knight of House Ryswell of the Rills.
Robert, Ser Barristan, Ned, and their six companions said their goodbyes to everyone before they began their journey to Dorne, since that was the only lead they had gotten so far.
Sunspear 283 AC
Once Oberyn and Doran finished the letter from Elia multiple emotions went through their minds. Worry for their sister was the first and most prominent. Fear that by now it would already be too late to save her if anything was to happen to her. Anger at Aerys for making her return when she was already on her way back to Sunspear. Anger at Rhaegar for out of all the woman he could have chosen take as a second wife, regardless that Elia gave her blessing, it had to be one with a reckless brother and was already betrothed. Though at the back of their minds it was also confusion at what Elia said about a prophecy. Just because Rhaegar believed doesn't mean Elia would so easily. I could have just been a trick to get her to be ok with taking another wife, but if that was what it was then Elia would have seen right through it.
Oberyn grabbed a vase on a table and threw it at the wall. "I'M GOING TO KILL THEM ALL!" he screamed before sitting on the floor against the wall and started crying. "My sister. My sweet sweet sister. If anything happens to you, I swear, I will avenge you."
After a few moments he got up and went to storm out of the room before stopping and looking back to his brother. "I will go and get her back before anything happens to her."
"No, Oberyn. Even if you went you know it would be far too late to save her. The Trident is only a fortnight march from King's Landing and by the time Elia would have gotten word they would've most likely started marching on King's Landing. By the time the letter would have gotten here then for you to go there would have taken a moon at the very least."
"So we just sit here and let her die brother. You've heard who is leading the rebels, Doran. Robert Baratheon, the betrothed of the Stark girl that Rhaegar had just married and had hidden away with. He will kill anything associated with Rhaegar. Especially the children."
"I know who is leading them, Oberyn. But if you have forgotten then I will remind you that Rober Baratheon was fostered in the Vale by Jon Arryn, the Lord of the most honorable house in Westeros. And he was also fostered with Eddard Stark, considered the most honorable man in Westeros and now the Warden of the North. I have full confidence that they would not let their men, or even Robert himself, to harm an innocent woman and two innocent children."
"I hope you are right, brother. So what will you have me do? Stay here in Sunspear and kill myself with worry until we get word of what has happened?"
"No, you will do as fulfill our sisters wishes."
"What do you….wait you mean...NO...I will not. Because of her Elia may be dead. I will not help her."
"You will, Oberyn."
"I will not search for the Stark girl. I don't even know where to look."
"I know she is somewhere here in Dorne." Doran said much to Oberyn's shock.
"How do you know she is he in Dorne?"
"A couple of days ago I had received word that a Merchant had seen who they believed to be someone holding a sword that glowed like a star in the night in Wyls about 7 moons ago."
"Dawn. and you believe that the Sword of the Morning was escorting the prince and the girl?"
"Dorne is vast, brother, and I know not what the girl looks like."
"I'll work on seeing if there is anymore information, but when i do find something, be ready to travel."
"I do not want to help the Stark girl, Doran."
"Like it or not, If that girl is with child then the child is now Elia's goodson. Rhaenys and Aegons brother, our goodnephew if you look at it that way. Elia is right he is the blood of our blood and will need us. You don't have to like the girl or consider her family like Elia wants, but you will help her like our sister asked you to."
Oberyn sighed, knowing his elder brother was right. "Very well, I will go help the she-wolf. When you find out more information on the whereabouts of the girl I will go. Not until then. I will not go on a hopeless search without a destination."
A Fortnight later, at almost dusk, Doran called Oberyn into his solar.
"I received word that three Kingsguard were sited at the Tower of Joy at the northern edge of the Red Mountains. They recognized them as Ser Arthur, Ser Gerold, and Ser Ozwell. The girl has to be there."
"I guess I am leaving on the marrow then."
"Good, and remember Oberyn. Unbowed, Unbent, and Unbroken."
"Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken."
North Dorne 283 AC
Oberyn and ten of his men Landed in Wyls a week after they left Sunspear. They docked and collected all of their supplies, rented a room for the night for themselves and purchased horses for each of the men. After they were done they Oberyn and a couple of men went to a tavern for some wine.
As They entered they looked around the room and noticed a group of five men in the corner that looked out of place, so Oberyn decided to sit at the table behind them to see if they could listen in on the conversation.
"How er' we going to find Lord Stark's sister now in the dry wasteland." One of them said.
"Aye, I think we've hit a dead end." Said another.
Lord Stark's sister? Shit no wonder they look out of place, they are Northmen.
"The last lead we had was they were possibly in this city, but they ain't here."
So they don't know the actual location then. That is good.
"Aye, Lord Stark's not happy that we haven't found out where she is yet though. I don't blame him. I swear he's been to every building in this city asking for clues."
So Lord Stark is here. That is good he would protect the boy and girl. I could perhaps help him since that is his sister and niece or nephew she's carrying.
"It ain't Lord Stark I'm worried about. It's the the King." King? What would Aerys be worried about with the girl? "Aye he's barely slept since we started this search and has been more solom since he defeated Rhaegar at The Trident."
Him and the men that sat with him looked at each other with wide eyes. The King defeated Rhaegar at The Trident? But Robert Baratheon defeated Rhaegar at The Trident. That means….By the Gods! Robert Baratheon is the new king! And he is here on the search for the wolf girl. Of course, they were betrothed. But what would he do if he found out she had married the prince and is carrying his child? A child that is, by right, the true heir to the Iron Throne.
"Aye, he has. I've overheard him talking with Lord Stark. Said something about a promise to The Dragon Prince before he killed him. And I remember being in the Throne Room when the Lannister presented the dead bodies of the Princess and her two children him"
At this Oberyn was about to lash out but contained himself. He let the man continue to get more information about the reactions. "Almost everyone that wasn't a Lannister was outraged. And I've never seen Lord Stark so furious. I don't blame him. How the Old Lion could let his men kill an innocent woman and children like that. The King looked almost as angry as Lord Stark but was able to contain it unlike our Lord. He demanded they remove the bodies immediately and be treated by the silent sisters and sent back to Dorne. Then he made Lord Arryn write a letter of condolences to the Martells."
Oberyn was furious. He had almost come to grips with the fact that his and her children were dead but to hear it confirmed. He had tears in his eyes. The Lannisters were responsible. They will pay for what they have done. After a couple of drinks to let go of his anger he calmed down a bit.
He was confused by things they said. Robert made a promise to Rhaegar. Perhaps a promise to not harm his family? Maybe that's why he was angry at the Lannisters for killing Elia and the children. He decided that he needed to talk to him.
"Gentleman." he said as he broke into their conversation. "You wouldn't happen to be talking about searching for Lord Stark's sister would you?"
"Aye, what's it to you?" one of them said while the others got a bit defensive.
"I happen to be doing the same." Oberyn chuckled. He got a couple worried looks. No doubt these Northmen would be worried that a Dornishman is looking for their Liege Lord's sister. "The only difference between you and me is that I happen to know where she is."
"What?" Where is she?" They all jumped up and got in his face, as his companions jumped to his side."
"Take me to Lord Stark and your new King and I wish to talk with them." The prince calmly said.
"Who're you to demand of us, Dornishman!" They yelled which made Oberyn and his companions all laugh very loudly.
"Go tell your King and Lord that Oberyn Martell is here and wishes to talk to them regarding the whereabouts of Lady Lyanna Stark. I will wait here for your return." Oberyn said much to the shock of the Northman. They had not known that they were talking to The Red Viper.
"Aye, I'll go tell 'em." one said before he and two others walked off.
About 20 minutes later the three men came back to escort Oberyn to the King and Warden of the North. They walked for a couple of minutes before they came upon a different tavern. They went into a back room which had Ser Barristan standing guard outside. That shocked Oberyn. He didn't expect The Bold to switch sides so easily. That's going to not go over well at the Tower of Joy.
"Ser Barristan, I'm shocked that you are here guarding the stag. My uncle did at The Trident yet i see you are alive and well, now on the opposite side. I wonder what your brothers would think.
"I fought until I found out that My Prince had died and the rest of the army had yielded or broken. I served a mad king. My only wish was to serve a good one, so I hope it is Robert Baratheon. It is a chance I'm willing to take." The old knight replied to the viper.
Oberyn nodded before he entered the room, his guards going to a table in the main hall, only to be greeted by the two men.
"Your Grace." Oberyn mockingly said as he bowed.
"Prince Martell, I would be hesitant that you would be here, but one of my men said that you had a location about my sister." Lord Stark said.
"I do, although I will not share until we talk about things first."
A/N: I was going to continue this chapter until at least after the Tower of Joy scene but i figured it would be better to stop here. I have big plans for this story. The next chapter may come a little later than I want but I want to get a few chapters ahead. Though I have all my time to write so it wouldn't be too long, hopefully a week. I just want to make this story good and detailed and not go from chapter to chapter and I'm rushing them out. I wanted to get this first chapter out so I can see its reaction and even get ideas from you readers.