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Game of Thrones: Reborn as Frey
🕑 Added 2021-10-23 20:08:22 +0000 UTCChapter 78: Dragon with a hawk’s head
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-Cersei (IV)-
With Robert right outside of the door, there wasn’t much I could even do now. The situation had gone out of control. Fear gripped my heart as my mind worked overtime to try and figure out how to have this situation not end up as a complete disaster. Not only my newborn but even Joffrey, Tommen, and Myrcella will be caught in this.
What should I do? Should I say something nice to try and appease him to not come here? No, weak excuses like that wouldn’t work. “Get out of here!” I yelled out at him in anger and tilted my head at Pycelle to try and get him to help me. “You didn’t come to any of your children’s births and now you have decided to change your mind?! Get out!”
“You damn woman!” he yelled out in annoyance. “You won’t even let me see my children?!”
Well none of them are yours you whore-chasing brute. I wanted to tell him that but knew better than to do so. “Don’t act as if you care about me now! You never cared about your children and don’t even like looking at them.”
I tried as hard as I could to nip at Robert’s heartstrings. This was the best way to get him out of the room. Plus this was the truth and he had to feel something about it. Though at the end of it, I won’t let a brute like him influence my beautiful children.
“Your grace, it would be better for you to not come, since there have been some complications in the delivery,” Pycelle finally made himself useful.
With a heavy sigh, I heard Robert walk away and I breathed a sigh of relief. My heart finally calmed down and I laid down on my bed. “Go and bring some blonde hair dye. Make sure the spider doesn't catch wind of it.”
“Yes, should we shave his hair right now?” asked Pycelle.
I looked at him as if he was stupid. “Of course we will.”
This was an issue that must stay secret and no one must know about it. Not even Jaime. Looking at Pycelle, I saw the old man shake in fear. “If you dare tell anyone about it, I will cut out your tongue.”
Though I had just given birth, I wasn’t intimidating, but Pycelle knew that I would carry out these threats no matter what happened. But there was another problem, Maggy’s Prophecy… it was completing itself.
“Three becomes four, the wheel changes at the dragon with the head of a hawk pokes. A hundred children shall the king have and you should have three with a cup. The red hawk turns into a snake that eats its own tail. The broken hawk shall drown in sorrow as the dragon dances happily with sin upon your corpse.” I whispered the prophecy. Like always, chills went down my spine when I said it. It felt like a worm was crawling down my spine.
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-Semiramis (III)-
If you ignored the totalitarian control the Redhawk Family had over Braavos, it was a nice place to stay and crime pretty much didn’t exist. Ever since the time Arthur Redhawk encased the feet of anyone who disobeyed him in cement and threw them at sea, no one dared to challenge him. Nor did they take a chance and try to go against the family. Hell, if you committed crimes you might just have the rest of your family get the same treatment.
I laid down on my new couch and stretched. Renting these luxurious rooms was a good idea in recent days. In Braavos there were no spies, well there were, but they all belonged to the Redhawk Family. A sling as we stayed here and didn’t act too much, then King Robert wouldn’t be able to do anything.
“You stupid peasant!” Viserys’ voice rang through the place as he slammed my door open and came in. “How dare you?!”
“How dare I what?” I acted confused and stared at the arrogant young “dragon”. He had been acting like this a lot recently, he was worried that I was influencing Danny. Of course, I was, what was the young girl gonna learn from her older brother? How to be a failure and get killed?
“Why did you fill Danny’s head with such ideas?!!” he asked me, pulling out his sword. I didn’t even bother getting up, that was the sword I had bought for him and the fool didn’t even know that it was dulled.
Why would I even buy him a real weapon if he is gonna act like a kid and pull it out on each petty occasion? Weapons like these weren’t meant to be used to threaten people.
I casually got up and picked up my sword and unsheathed it. Unlike his, mine was a real weapon though on the thinner side and was more of a rapier. But I could kill people with a little poke.
“Answer me!!” he yelled, swinging his sword erratically. I sidestepped his sword and sunk my rapier into his neck. He gurgled on his blood as he looked at me shocked.
“You play stupid games, you win stupid prises… little dragon,” after saying that, I pulled out the sword from his neck and sighed. This guy was getting annoying so I had to kill him, now it was just me and Danny. Also killing in Braavos was illegal so we have to get out of here as soon as we can.
Casually cleaning my sword, I thought about which city we should go to now. Lying to Danny was easy. I will just tell her that Viserys got in trouble and possibly might have gotten himself killed. She doesn't need to know any of the gruesome details of this.
*click* *click* *click*
Suddenly, the sound of something knocking into the windows rang out and I panicked. Worried that someone had already seen what I had done.
But instead, it was just a red hawk pecking at the window glass. I sighed in relief and closed the doors to the room. After that, I went and opened the window, strangely the red hawk didn’t seem afraid and just ran its soft head along the palm of my hand. Its gaze seemed strangely intelligent and it made me chuckle a little.
“Well, aren’t you a smart little guy,” I complimented the bird and his chest rose in pride. I tried petting it again, but this time it went and flew off as someone knocked on the door.
“Semi~” Danny’s voice rang from the other side. “Have you seen Viserys? A letter from Pentos has come and it's addressed to him.”
Looking at Viserys' dead body on the floor, I sighed, knowing that Danny might like me, but would soon despise me if she learned that I killed her brother. “No, I heard he went to the brothels again with the money I gave him.”
“Okay…” murmured Danny, disheartened. It felt like I could see her looking at the ground sadly through the door. I might not have a real family of my own, but I considered Danny as my little sister. So for now, I had to protect her.
“Don’t worry, we can spend time together,” I told her, planning to hide Viserys' body in my room that I had rented for a whole week in advance. So until then, no one will discover the body. “Wait for me at the receptionist desk, understand?”
“Yes!!” she yelled out excitedly and I heard her footsteps rushing away. With that done, I looked at the body and sighed. “This will be a lot of work I have to deal with now.”
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After dealing with that mess and putting a “dragon’s” body in my closet, I put on some casual clothes and walked out. But unexpectedly, there was a cloaked man, whose only lower face could be seen and he had a smirk on his face.
It was creepy as it felt like he had no presence and he hadn’t made a sound. He probably heard the noise from before. But I doubt he could figure out what I had done just from the noise. Since he looked suspicious, I put my hand on my sword casually and acted relaxed. Even though I was prepared to pull out my sword at a moment's notice.
“Hey, young man, that was a nice way to deal with a body there,” he complimented me, and my eyes widened, and within an instant, I pulled out my sword and slashed at his throat. Surprisingly, the sword went straight through the man as if he was just an illusion.
“What?!” I couldn’t hide my shock and slashed at him again, but the results didn’t change.
“Hey now, don’t you know that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing and expecting different results,” the cloaked man chuckled. “I came here with an offer and not to harm you or the young dragon in any way. So how about it?”
I stopped attacking him, I could feel my heavy breath as fear crawled in my heart. For the first time in my life, I had no idea what to do and felt powerless.
