༺ KAMAKURA ༻

The journey had been far too long for a battle-hardened knight. Gregor Clegane looked out into the sea, smirking to himself. If there was anything that would make his day, it would be bloodshed. He could spot the green leaves of maples, and he could hear the chatter of a strange language. Just you wait, wild wolf…I shall color the heretic banners with your blood.

People would think that he's got a jellyfish for a brain; 95% bloodthirst, 4.9% vices and a meager 0.1% for strategy… how amusing. If he found that wandering pup, he could have a chance to prove those imbeciles wrong.

Walking through the Kamakuram streets, he noticed the curious stares of the people around home, and to his surprise, children began to surround him.

“「見ろ、鬼だ！ " (Look a demon!)

A,what now? mused the Lannister lapdog. He glared at the curious children, and approached a girl wearing sky blue robes.

“What did you say?" he asked.

“「鬼は豆が嫌いです、ハイヒ」 " (Demons don't like beans, hihi~}  replied the child, as he threw a soy bean to his face.

There was a custom among the folks of that nation, that they should throw beans to scare off evil spirits. Gregor was confused at the words the children were saying, but he certainly disliked being hit by realistic looking beans.

And then, there was silence.

Soft footsteps approached the public square, causing the kids to shudder. If Captain Akira saw them messing around, the stoic soldier could subject them to worse punishments.

“「では、これを始めたのは子供たちですか？ " (So it was the children who started this?), she realized, recognising the Knight who was here for nefarious purposes. She was rather amused at the stranger's predicament; the Lannisters' strongest warrior, covered in beans.

“「彼は悪魔のように見えます、彼もそのように振る舞うかもしれません、京子皇后。 " ( “He looks like a demon, he might act like one too, Empress Kyōko. "), reasoned little Haruka.

“「鬼の心を持った男に手を出すな。"  (“Never mess with a man with a demon's heart."), Kyōko warned, gently ordering the children to disperse.

The empress looked up at the strange man in front of her, her eyes widened in shock and realized who this man was but regained her composure.

" I am sorry for that, Sir… children can be quite wild sometimes, " Kyoko said.

" It's quite alright, your imperial highness " Gregor answered with a slight smile, his eyes beginning to stare at her figure.

" Perhaps, I could get a good fuck out of this when I'm done…. never been with a empress before " he thought

“Little Haruka is accidentally right… I just wish the beans worked on him. That way, Yoshirō won't have any trouble for now. " Kyōko reflected while ignoring whatever the lecherous false knight was searching for in her dress. She was admittedly beautiful, but she'd never show her figure to anyone but Fuyutsuki.

“An esteemed guest from another nation should be cleansed. Come, receive a bath at the palace. " she beckoned, taking the stranger's hand.

" Thank you for your hospitality, your imperial highness," Gregor replied.

The duo made their way back to the castle and headed inside, the Lannister lap dog began to look around slightly curious.

Kyoko soon called for two male servants and ordered them to take Ser Gregor to his assigned quarters.

" A dinner will be held later tonight in honor of you. It's not every day we have guests here, " the empress smiled.

" I am eternally grateful." replied Gregor. Gods, these pleasantries are annoying!

The two maids may look innocent, but they were also close companions of the Stark boy in disguise. Taking the Knight to the baths, they quickly left as soon as he entered the room.

“「その白いローブを手に入れろ、カエデ。 彼の口調が近づく。 " ( “Get those white robes, Kaede. His time draws near.") whispered Fuyuka. She carried with her, a silver goblet bearing a rather interesting character on its outer facade. "死", 'death'.  The goblet was meant to be borrowed by people receiving a lethal punishment, not that the lapdog would notice.

Gregor Clegane was curious, why there was almost no one to keep him company. He could attribute it to this place being in a peaceful state.  Emerging from the tub, he heard the sliding doors open, revealing a gentle-faced Fyuuka.

「清らかさの為の白いローブ。 " (“A white robe, for purity.") she lied ignoring the guest's leers and his large、 scarred figure.

「……そして死。 " ( “… and death. "), she whispered, swiftly dressing the stranger. The robes perfectly suited him, despite how nasty her actions had been.

Fuyuka and Kaede escorted the cleansed guest to the dining hall, where most of the nobility had gathered. Only those residing at the capital had been invited; the other high-ranking families had been too busy with their own issues. Empress Kyōko stood up, addressing the audience she had.

“Welcome, welcome! This feast is a celebration of our relations with Westeros… "

Yoshirō began to tremble slightly, knowing who the white clad guest was. To actually see him in funeral wear, that's nice but… he's a demon!

Kyōko finished her speech, signaling everyone to enjoy the meal. The nobles were unusually lively, chatting with each other in their native tongue. Gregor Clegane felt alone; he was the only one who received Arbor Gold when everyone had sake, with the exception of little “Yoshirō". Adding to his suspicion was how he was dressed in the color of snow, winter… Stark.

Once the meal was finished, everyone had left as quickly as they came, all except for the empress. Fuyuka and Kaede had sent a (protesting) Yoshirō to bed, sparing the child the trouble of having to witness her not so honorable yet necessary plan.

The empress stood out of her seat and made her way over to the Lannister lapdog taking a seat beside him, " Enjoying the feast " She asked.

" Yes, the food is delicious…. you shouldn't have gone to all the trouble your imperial highness for me " Gregor grumbled.

" Nonsense, you are an honored guest in my kingdom…. I must make my guests feel welcome somehow " Kyoko answered leaning back in her chair taking a sip of her sake, she  lifted up her sleeve, to show “appreciation" which was exactly what she wanted.

She felt somewhat guilty for acting like a whore in front of this demon man but knew it was all for show.

" I would never betray Fuyutsuki for this demon " she thought.

The demon knight noticed this and his eyes began to fill with lust, " I hear your husband is quite distant and has all but abandoned you," he spoke up.

" Yes, My husband seems to care more about saving himself than his wife. " Kyoko lied, signing out sadly.

This however piqued up in his interests, " A beautiful woman like you should be cared for properly, if I was your husband I would never let you go and care for you at all times especially in the bed chamber"

Kyōko Clegane it has a ring to it… a bloody one.

" You flatter me Sir, how are you not married yet any woman would be lucky to have you " Kyoko teased.

" Knights are indeed allowed to take wives and children, but I pledged myself to be chaste…  I may think of breaking my vows soon, for I have found a beautiful women I like oto settle down with " Gregor said seductively his eyes glancing down at Kyoko before his thumb landed on her chin.

" I can't even if I wanted to…. I'm married " Kyoko whispered, staring at him back with fluttery eyes.

" No one has to know, let me pleasure you, imperial highness and by the time I'm done you won't forget my name, never wanting another man not even your husband to share your bed again " Gregor whispered.

" Meet me in my chambers in the next 5 minutes, I have to prepare myself. " Kyoko whispered standing up before peaking his lips gently and walked away.

I hope i don't mistakenly call him 'Fuyutsuki.'

A victorious smile formed on the mountain's face, " It had been too long since I've had a good fuck…. I had never had an  empress before, perhaps I don't have to kill her instead let her live, I could be emperor one day, she seems to love my advances, I would no longer be the Lannister's lap dog " he thought with a smirk.

A few minutes passed by, Gregor stood up out of his seat and left the dining hall, he began to make his way to the Empress's chambers.

The young wild wolf  would have to wait for him to fill his needs first before he got down to business.

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Kyoko was in her chambers wearing a silk red robe, her cleavage showing a little, truly an improper garment for a head of state. She set the tray of wine and sushi on the stands. Normally, that would have been served at the feast but she had already eaten her meal. Don't worry, I am not betraying anyone tonight.

Soon, the sliding doors opened revealing the devil himself… The empress closed her eyes and signed remembering why she was going and turned around putting on her game face.

" Took you long enough," Kyoko exclaimed, taking a step towards the giant man.

" My apologies, your imperial highness, it took me some time to find your chambers, " Gregor mumbled.

" Hmm " Kyoko nodded before making her way back to the bed taking a seat.

" Undress, " Kyoko demanded.

" As you wish " Gregor smirked, he began to untie his robe and yanked it off him… the only thing remaining was his small clothes.

" Take these off as well " She ordered.

He ripped his small clothes off in seconds and stood naked as name day, Kyoko began to eye him up and down, not trying to look at his cock.

" It was huge, no wonder they call him the mountain that rides and rapes. " she thought.

" See something you like  " he smiled devilshly

" Yes, I do, let's hope it can fit inside of me " She blurted out before grabbing the poisoned glass of wine off the tray and making her way towards him.

" Would you like  a cup of wine? " Kyoko offered while sipping out of her cup.

" What kind is it " He questioned.

" Arbor wine  " She smiled.

" My favorite " He commented, taking the glass out of her hand and began to take a huge gulp of it.

A smirk soon filled on the Empress' face at this fool, " it was too easy "

He emptied the glass, placing it back on the table. Now, he really was in the mood for a forbidden waltz with a monarch.

Wait… what's happening?

The lion's lapdog felt weaker all of a sudden, his vision blurring from time to time. He had nothing to say, as a victorious smile formed on Kyōko's face.

“It was good…  enough to fool your plot. " she said darkly.

Gregor Clegane was shocked and began to come to the realization this was all a trick and soon collapsed to the ground falling into a deep slumber.

" Guards! " Kyoko called.

The sliding doors opened with a bang and in walked 6 guards whose eyes widened at the scene in front of there, " Your imperial highness, are you alright? '' a soldier asked.

" Did he hurt you? " another one questioned.

" No, I'm fine, take this demon lapdog and chain him up, place him inside of a crate and send the crate to Dorne with a message that says 'justice has been served today.

Before that, she took out a dagger, and cut off that special sword from its owner. A present for you, Queen Cersei.

The guards nodded and dragged the unconscious Gregor out of the room, Kyoko took another sip of her wine and smiled.

" Victory was hers "

                     Westeros

At the Stark camp, Catelyn Tully was currently in her tent, more like a prison cell to her seeing as she wasn't allowed to leave her tent without someone following her at times, the Tully mother was beginning to crack. All she wants to do was see her son and talk to him.

If only he could understand her actions and forgive her, if Robb just gave her a chance to explain, her  prayers were answered when her tent flap opened and in walk her son.

" Robb " Catelyn greeted.

" You were wrong to trust the kingslayer, if only you had listened to me then maybe we would actually be winning this war but instead we are losing and it's all because of you " Robb yelled.

" I'm sorry, I couldn't just sit around and do nothing while Sansa is being held hostage by the Lannisters…. I have already lost Bran to the ironborns " the Tully mother repiled.

" As well as Lyarra, Arya and Rickon to those heretics   " She added.

" Those heretics you despise is the reason why your children are safe " The young wolf defended.

" What are you talking about? " she asked, glancing at her son.

Robb slammed the letter down on the table, " I received a letter from Arya,  she and Sansa are with Lyarra… they're safe and sound, Rickon is with Empress Kyoko in  Kamakura. "

Catelyn began to read the letter her eyes widened in shock, tears began to spill from her eyes.

" My babies are safe! " Catelyn sobbed out.

" Fuyutsuki freed Sansa from the capital a while ago which means the Lannisters had no leverage against us, you gave away our most valuable prisoner for no damn good reason  "

" Robb, I'm sorry I didn't know—" Catelyn tried to say but he cut her off.

"We are losing this war mother and have no support…. My men are dying every day at the hands of Lannisters soldiers and Winterfell has been taken over by the ironborn and burnt to the ground by Theon, we have nothing! "  Robb exclaimed.

" So you should be damn grateful for Fuyutsuki and his family because if it wasn't for him, they would be dead  already. .Since day one they have done nothing but help us, but you have judged them and disrespected them all because they were different, just like you did with Lyarra trying to turn her into something she wasn't. " he added.

" I was trying to do what was best for her, I didn't want her to live her life in fear anymore because she was different or made excuses on why she didn't want to marry "

" You tried to control her just like you tried to do with Arya and make them into something they weren't and now because of it they are  gone, GONE! With the exception of Rickon, how am I supposed to protect them now!? Jon buried himself in the snow, partly because of you! "

He could have been my closest adviser too…  Robb lamented.

" I did what I thought was best for them and you will not speak to me this way, you may be the King but I am your mother at the end of the day " Catelyn barked back.

" And as for that bastard he should've left a long time ago, I begged your father to get rid of him but he didn't listen to me, claiming he belonged in the north with us… he should be dead in the cold ground now  not your father it should've been him!" she added.

“Jon Snow is dead, that's for sure." Robb deadpanned.

“Your lapses in judgment are the cause of all this. Ever since we were little, you have alienated who could have been our allies, trusting the wrong people. Hahahaha, look at us, a shell of a pack!" he exclaimed. He had no way of ever correcting his mother's belief in bastards, despite the efforts Jon had put when he was younger.

" You should be worried about your siblings, not the bastard. Write to Empress Kyoko and ask that she returns Rickon to us immediately it's been far too long since he's been away from home and me. " Catelyn said changing the subject.

" And send a letter to Fuyutuski, I wish to know where your sisters are and have them returned here  as well. "

“No thank you.  What will you have me do, put them in harm's way? . I understand that you want to see them again, but now is not the  time. " Robb replied.

Suddenly, a wave of wind spread around them…. The tent flapped open and a familiar crow flew in. Shifting back into his human form, Fuyutsuki gave the king and his mother a polite bow.

“I didn't mean to intrude, Your Grace's ."

" Emperor Fuyutsuki " Robb greeted softly.

“I came to bring the news. Stannis Baratheon is sailing for Blackwater soon."

“So what? "

“I may despise almost all of the Lannisters, but I hate the Red Priestess more. Little Tommen… the spirits only know what Cersei would do should  Stannis Baratheon emerge victorious. "

“Tommen, isn't he one of Arya's friends in the capital? " Catelyn piped up.

“Indeed he is. The poor boy needs rescuing. " Fuyutsuki responded.

“Cersei will lose her mind if her youngest son is taken away from her. She had to suffer sending Myrcella to Dorne, or so I heard. " remarked Robb.

“I shall hold off Melisandre, and don't contact Rickon as of now. There were two, foiled plots to end him, one of which resulted in the arrest of Gregor Clegane." .

" I want my children returned  to me. Rickon is my son. He needs his mother and his family. It's been too long since he's been away from him, my daughters need me, " Catelyn said.

" I appreciate everything you've done for us but it's time for them to come home where they belong, not hiding in exile like prisoners. " She scoffed.

“Lady Stark, have you not  paid attention to your surroundings before you make such requests? " snarked Fuyutsuki, who swiftly shifted into his crow form, and left. .

" I want them back, give me my children back! " Catelyn yelled

The Tully mother soon dropped to the ground and sobbed out, screams of frustrations escaped from her mouth.

" Mother, please try to understand he's only doing what he thinks is best. As a man who fought his fair share of dangers, he would know what to do. " Robb said.

" He's trying to punish me all because I threatened to kill his apprentice, I should've gotten rid of them years ago and never let Lyarra socialize with them "

“No wonder why your judgments have lapses." Robb rebuked, and exited the tent. All respect he once had for his mother as an adviser had been buried in the snow. Though her reasoning was understandable, she often mixed them with her prejudices.  He was losing everything, and he did not know what to do.

“May the Old Gods help me. "

                    The Wall

The youngest wolf was currently on the journey of a lifetime, he began to shiver and almost scoffed at the way he was behaving…. " Direwolves are supposed to be used to the cold but instead he was acting like a southern, he was of the north "

Bran wrapped his arms around Hodor's neck tightly, the storm was beginning to pick up by the minute.

" We should take cover soon, " Osha  suggested.

" Where, we are in the middle of nowhere " Hodor commented.

All of a sudden, Bran's eyes rolled  in the back of the head and felt his mind taking over him..

Loud battle cries began to come from nearby, the youngest  wolf looked around at his surroundings, he saw men fighting in front of him.

But what surprised him the most was the blue figures, " White walkers, they're real "

   He heard a familiar voice ranged out twirling his head around, Bran saw his Uncle Benjen in front of him battling a white walker.

" Uncle Benjen " he called out but then remembered this was a dream.

"  The third eyed raven, " a chilling voice said behind him.

The youngest  wolf turned around and almost jumped back in shock as he saw a white walker behind him but felt a strange vibe coming from this one.

" Who are you? " Bran asked.

" Your worst nightmare, little one " the voice said.

" Bran, Bran, Bran "

Bran opened his eyes and gasped out in shock at what he just saw, he tilted his head up in front of him and stood his wilding friends who were staring at him in concern.

" Are you alright, little wolf? " the giant man asked.

" You had one of those dreams again, " Osha said.

" Yeah, I did " Bran mumbled.

" What did you see " the wildling woman questioned.

" I saw my uncle Benjen and other men fighting white walkers, then I heard this chilling voice speak to me " He responded.

The two wildlings eyes began to widened at what the young wolf was telling them, " It was probably just a nightmare nothing to worry about, " Osha said, brushing it off.

She lifted him into her arms and started to walk again, " Come on we have to find cover soon before the storm takes over "

The rest of the journey went on in silence, the youngest wolf was still dreading over what he saw and wondered if these dreams were visions of what's  to come or has happened already

All he knew that was these were no ordinary dreams he ever dreamt of before and knew they held a specific purpose.

                 
             ༺❘✦━.·:*✦*:·.━✦❘༻

In Pentos, a certain young ice dragon was making up for lost time with her little hatchlings who she hadn't seen in awhile, motherhood was quite tough to manage around.

She loved her children dearly and will give them the world… but she wasn't just a mother to them but also a mother to dragons.

Now, as Lyarra was laying on the carpet floor feeding her little hatchlings, a piece of fish that Cadal and Andros had caught earlier today, Eddarion let out a happy screech after receiving his meal. Jamerion… not so much. He could've had an extra serving or two. Letting out a roar that produced gold dust, he sprinkled it on a rather amused Lyarra but also surprised her.

The gold dust soon turned into a pile of gold coins, she picked one of the coins up analyzing it and noticed the design of the coin was just like Westeros money.

Jamerion huffed out staring at his mother demanding another piece of meat,“No, you've had your share. And don't go around burning flocks when you get bigger. "

The little golden dragon cub whined out but knew he was being unfair.

Catshaena and Filavoa soon flew over to their brother handing him a small piece of their meat, they let out a soft screech.

Jamerion accepted the offer and devoured his second piece of meat.

Soon, Eddarion and Meraxes flew over to their  mother and settled down in her lap, their heads resting on her now petite stomach.

The young ice dragon smiled at that and began to stroke their foreheads softly.

If only this moment could last, thought Hayate as he was staring at the young ice dragon throughout the shadows. In Esssos, things were peaceful for the most part, but Westeros was a place of chaos, at least the ones that were ravaged by those lions.

Blackwater's upcoming battle will hopefully end it all.