Chapter 134 - The Battle of Haigh Castle (VII)
🕑 Added 2025-03-02 02:38:40 +0000 UTC"Death is no longer something to be feared. It has become a companion to kill my enemies at the end of my life." - Brynden Rivers, the Last Green Seer.
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Aenar entered the castle and was pleased to see the Red Legion taking over in an instant. He looked at a soldier and asked, “Where are Visenya and Rhaenys?”
The soldier seemed extremely excited that Aenar had communicated with him and replied in a respectful and reverent tone: “In the main chambers of the castle, My King.”
“Thank you, Merino.” Aenar tapped the young man on the shoulder and thanked him with a sincere tone before leaving.
Merino felt as if a drug had been injected into his body. The young man almost wanted to scream with excitement when he realized that the king actually knew his name.
Aenar had no idea of the impact a few simple words could have on a devotee. Without worrying about it, he walked further into the castle, accompanied by the Royal Guard.
Titus and Sigismund had previously been ordered to collect all the blood from the battlefield, and they were doing just that.
When he reached the main chambers, which probably belonged to the lord of Haigh, Aenar opened the door and was speechless at the scene before him.
Visenya and Rhaenys were naked in a wooden bathtub, staring at each other with extremely sharp and competitive gazes.
“What are you two doing?”
Aenar left Willam outside the room and entered, with Leda right behind him.
Rhaenys couldn't help feeling a little shy at being naked in front of Aenar for the first time. However, when she saw the indifferent expression on his and Visenya's faces, she put her shyness aside and cast a haughty glance at the incredibly beautiful and equally naked woman in front of her.
Visenya, for her part, didn't care about Rhaenys and Leda's gaze. She stood up naked from the bath and walked proudly over to Aenar.
As she helped him take off his armor, she spoke with an angry tone:
“I asked the servant to prepare the bath for me, and Rhaenys tried to steal it.”
“Are you two children?” Aenar was speechless at the childishness of the two women.
Visenya had a mischievous look on her face when she heard his words and couldn't help but show a pitiful, sad expression: “She was proudly showing off those two pieces of fat as if they were the best thing in the world.”
Aenar looked at Rhaenys' full, perky breasts and then at Visenya's modest but perfectly symmetrical ones.
Sensing Aenar's gaze, Rhaenys puffed out her breasts even more, throwing Visenya a victorious look full of pride.
Visenya, who was still performing, couldn't help but grit her teeth when she saw Rhaenys' proud look. Snorting coldly, she finished stripping Aenar and led him naked to the bathtub.
Seeing Aenar's naked body for the first time, Rhaenys' shyness returned in full force, leaving her breathless for a moment. She tried to turn her attention away, but found herself unable to do anything of the sort.
Noticing this, Visenya couldn't help but smile and, under Rhaenys' surprised gaze, began to clean Aenar's entire body, without forgetting any place.
Rhaenys opened her mouth in shock and felt that Visenya was incredibly shameless. However, she didn't want to be left behind. Standing up and revealing her seductive figure, she began to wipe Aenar's strong chest with a shy look.
Visenya frowned when she saw this, but, noticing that Aenar didn't care, remained silent while casting a hostile glance at Rhaenys. Her niece really knew how to make her angry.
Suddenly, Aenar looked at the Far North with a dignified and serious expression.
“Brynden...” Aenar murmured in admiration.
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Far North
Inside a cave, a gigantic Weirwood could be seen. Its red leaves seemed dyed in blood, while the pale trunk and roots, along with a hideous face carved into the wood, made the tree frighteningly imposing.
Between the roots, a decomposing male body could be seen. To be more precise, it looked as if the Weirwood had grown around this man. Long white hair fell casually over him, while a pair of lilac eyes stared into the empty cave with a calm, cold gaze.
For thousands of years, the Children of the forest had inhabited that cave, but at that moment, there was no sign of them. Brynden knew that they had all left to meet the Queen of the Forest.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard. As they approached, the walls of the cave began to freeze, covering everything with a layer of ice. Any sound seemed to disappear, only the footsteps echoed, louder and clearer.
Brynden couldn't help but display a sarcastic look full of destructive desire. He knew exactly who was coming. After decades of waiting, he would finally see his enemy.
Then Brynden looked up at the cave entrance. He could see a pair of icy eyes, burning with blue flames, in the shadows.
“I wanted to bow to welcome your arrival, but I'm too old for that. Forgive me for being so rude.” Brynden commented with a sarcastic smile as a figure emerged from the shadows of the cave entrance.
He was a tall man, about two and a half meters tall. His skin looked like crystalline ice, allowing you to see the blue blood flowing through his veins. He was hairless and his head had a stony appearance, with sharp spikes pointing upwards.
A crown of ice could be seen on his head, while he displayed a cold, emotionless expression. There was only one piece of armor covering his chest and belly, and in his right hand he held an ice spear.
Surprisingly, the Night King replied in the Common Tongue: “Sarcasm won't save you from becoming my slave.”
“Although I am a bastard, I have always believed that I am a Targaryen, and a Targaryen is not a slave.” Brynden replied with a cold, murderous tone.
Slave?
He would never become a slave.
Never.
Why did the Valyrians enslave people on the continent of Essos? The reason was simple: before they had dragons, the Valyrians were humble sheepherders. But because of their beauty, they were always one of the main targets of slave traders, especially from the Ghiscari Empire, which was the center of slavery at the time.
After conquering the dragons with magic and blood, the humble shepherds were no longer slaves, but those who enslaved other peoples.
The word slave seemed taboo, igniting a fury in Brynden's blood like never before. His whole body seemed to burn with a voracious, destructive flame.
The Night King's eyes caught the fire of fury coursing through Brynden's veins, and he couldn't help but feel a deep distaste for the heat of life.
“You blue piece of Cold God shit, you're going to regret coming out of your mother's hole.” Brynden responded to the Night King's words with malice and vulgarity. “I'm going to make you want to regret becoming the monster you are.”
The Night King's face remained indifferent to Brynden's curses. He approached the man with slow, steady steps.
When he reached Brynden, the Night King raised his spear of ice and placed the tip against the Green Seer's chest.
“Become my slave and serve me for all eternity.” He spoke with an icy, chilling tone, his eyes staring at Brynden with an unquestioning gaze.
Feeling the chill of death spreading through his body, Brynden smiled brightly and replied with an equally firm tone: “I will never become your slave, abomination.”
The Weirwood behind Brynden began to glow like never before. The face carved into the tree wept blood, and an agonizing scream echoed from the bloody wood.
The Night King displayed a stunned expression. He had expected everything but Brynden to smile in the face of death.
He sensed something was wrong and tried to retreat, but it was too late. How could Brynden allow his prey to escape?
“I'll be waiting for you in hell.” Brynden, his body almost completely covered in blue, spat blood and smiled cruelly.
Then...
BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
An explosion never seen before erupted in Westeros. The deafening sound, louder than a thousand thunders, reverberated through the skies.
Pale white flames rose like a mushroom cloud, bringing destruction and death.
Hot, furious winds swept across the Far North, hitting the Wall hard. The watchmen's eyes widened at the terrifying scene!
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I've changed the names of the previous chapters.
There will be another chapter, I'm writing it.
Comments
Shape_Matters69
Big scale damage has always made my goosebumps act up💀
Jarod lane
Tftc!!
