Martin and Alessia Baratheon:

Author's notes: This is my Game of Thrones/ Elder Scrolls Crossover story. This story has no Tamriel and it takes place in the Game of Thrones Universe. Just to note, this is not a copy of RantingRyuu728's story, Son of The Seven Kingdoms, this is my own story so I don't want to hear anything about me coping that story.

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Martin Baratheon looked at his surroundings as he rode on his mighty horse, Hunter. He waved his hands through his long black hair which went down past his shoulders, he always liked having his hair long. He gazed as he looked at the landscape of the lands of the North. The North was one of the oldest territories and had a history. It was the only land in Westeros which was not conquered by the Andals so many in the South called these lands uncivilized, but Martin knew better, he had been here before during his travels when he turned 10. Now Martin was 16 and he was just shorter than his brother, Joffrey.

Speaking of his brother, Martin turned back to the Wheelhouse which housed his mother and all four of his siblings. Martin's older brother, Joffrey was inside probably complaining again. Martin sighed, despite being the crown prince and heir to the Seven Kingdoms, Joffrey was nothing like a crown prince, he was always complaining and thought that everyone should give him respect, but Martin knew that respect was earnt, not given. Joffrey and Martin's relationship had always been bad but it got worse when he returned from his travels last year. Martin then though of his twin sister, Alessia, the two of them had so much in common as they were the only ones who looked like their father. Alessia was also nothing like a Southern Lady at all as she refused to do ladylike things and preferred to practise with a bow or ready stories of great adventures. Martin also loved his younger siblings as well, Myrcella and Tommen. Martin always made sure that he had time for them and he always protected them from Joffrey's cruelty.

Martin looked as he saw his loyal bodyguards known as the Blades come up to him. Since he had first met them during his visits in Essos, they had become loyal to him as he earnt their respect. He also had five Unsullied guards he purchased in the city of Astapor. These Unsullied guards were some of the best fighters and only the Blades gave them a good fight when it was one vs one. Then there was a growl and Martin laughed at some of the Baratheon and Lannister guardsmen's reaction as his large black fur Jaguar, Storm, came walking along. While he was on the road in Essos traveling from Volantis to Myr, he had come across a dying Jaguar and a litter of five Jaguar cubs. He had brought them back with him as gifts to his siblings. Martin's mother didn't like them at first and called them Wild Beasts but all of his siblings, even Joffrey loved having the cubs, now these cubs were fierce beasts.

Of all of his family members, he got along the best with his twin, Alessia, and his uncles, Stannis and Tyrion. Stannis was a stern man and he took his duty seriously even when he needed a break. Tyrion may be a dwarf and he drank a lot but he was still book smart and he had a sharp keen mind. While Martin's father, King Robert Baratheon did have respect for Martin, Martin did not feel the same for him. Robert got drunk a lot and he never did anything for the Kingdom and left everything towards his Hand of The King, Jon Arryn. A lone tear fell as he thought about Jon, he was like a Grandfather to him but he had recently died of a sudden fever. As for his other Uncles, Martin had mixed thoughts about them. His uncle Renly was Carefree and could be quite funny, but he didn't take his duty as Master of Laws seriously. His uncle Jaime was a skilled swordsman but Martin could see that he was still quite Arrogant. Then there was his mother, Cersei, Martin wished that his mother would pay more attention towards the rest of her family but she spent too much time on Joffrey and she coddled the boy too much. Joffrey knew almost nothing about Sword fighting but he always claimed that he was skilled and that no one was worthy of fighting him. She also turned a blind eye to Joffrey's cruelty and never gave him harsh punishments. As for his Grandfather, Tywin Lannister, Martin could see how intimidating he was. There was only one man Martin had met that could rival Tywin Lannister that man was Randyll Tarly who Martin had met only once. Martin did respect these men for how seriously they did their job. Martin had been convinced that if Joffrey was under their roof, he would start being a better prince. Martin had gotten a bit ruthless from his visits to these men. But despite having a good relationship with his father, King Robert, Martin was disappointed with him. All he did was drink wine and sleep with women, even in front of Cersei, this had made Cersei quite bitter and Martin believed that he and Alessia only remained her of her poor marriage.

But Martin's name was known across Westeros for not just his adventures, but for other reasons. One was the creation of the royal army known as the Legions. He had gotten the idea when he was 12 after a visit to his Grandfather as he could learnt all about Tywin's father, Tytos and how King Aegon V had to interfere multiply times. Martin felt that Westeros needed a royal army to help keep order in Westeros. The idea was well received by some members of the Small council but people said that they did not have the money. It was then when he learnt about the depth that Robert had built up. But Martin soon found out about Petyr Baelish and the fact that he had been stealing money from the realm for his own profit. His father had been angry when he revealed the evidence and a warrant was placed for the arrest of Baelish, though sadly, Baelish had escaped but he had left his fortune behind and that was used to try and pay most of the depth back. His Legions were still being built but Martin was concerned because they had still not fought in an actual battle yet. Martin had never been fostered in his life, instead, he had taken his friend, Ser Barristan and had travelled Westeros and Essos. He had been on two long trips around the known world. The first one started when he was 10, he had first visited Dragonstone and his uncle Stannis' family. Then he had travelled down to the Stormlands to see Renly and then to the reach. In the Reach, he visited Highgarden, Horn Hill and Oldtown, it was only after that he went to Essos where he visited Slavers Bay, Volantis and Myr before he returned to the Westerlands to visit his Grandfather, Tywin. He returned to Kings Landing a different man as now he was more skilled in foreign policy and ambition. During his trip, he ended up getting himself his own bodyguards, the Blades after he found the Sword Dragonbane. He also proved himself to the Lannisters by finding their missing Valyrian Steel Sword Brightroar in an old shipwreck. He also brought back a pack of Jaguar cubs he found while travelling to Myr. For the next year, he started to rebuild Kings Landing on his own thanks to his merchant business he set up with help from Tyrion. Then at 14, he began his second trip, this time to the North and then to the northern cities of Essos including the cities of Braavos, Norvos, Qohor and Pentos. On this trip, he was able to get himself a reforge Valyrian steel sword in Qohor.

One thing Martin was well known for was his conversion from the faith of the Seven to the faith of the Nine Divines. Martin had converted shortly before his travels after he had seen Alessia getting abused by a Septa due to her not liking to do Lady things and her ideas of reading. Martin, in a fit of rage had thrown the Septa from a window and both he and Alessia converted afterwards.

"Oh come on!" Martin was interrupted from his thought as a growl came from his father "If that wheelhouse breaks an Axel again, then I burn the damn thing."
Martin chuckled at his father's reaction, his father was getting fed up about the Wheelhouse breaking all the time and about how Joffrey was complaining. Joffrey was probably wearing his black and red robes. Martin was wearing his set of Blades armour that he got from his bodyguards. He also had his two swords out. A blades sword, Dragonbane, one of the most ancient and powerful swords and also a reformed Valyrian steel sword that Martin called Storm-Heart.
Martin looked as his father turned to him "Ever since you returned from your travels, you done more for this realm than any else has."

Martin chuckled "I doubt that, all I did was get ideas, other people helped me, I can't take all the credit."
Robert chuckled "I wonder if the Starks will remember you from when you last visited them." He said "maybe you can see how they are doing."

Martin thought about his time with the Starks when he first went to the North when he was 14 after the First Legion had been finished, he had a first taste of real combat when he helped as the Legion did their duty to keep the North safe. Martin had travelled to several places in the North during his stay for several months before he went next to Essos. When he first started on his adventures, Martin took his Kingsgurad friend, Ser Barristan Selmy with him. Barristan had been the one who trained him and by this time, he also had the Blades with him and it would be his second trip to Essos only this time he went the Northern Essos.

"Now go and get your brother here" Robert ordered "It's time he learns how to act like a Crown Prince, and I don't care if it's cold."

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The Wheelhouse was boring to be honest. Princess Alessia Baratheon was sitting on her bed as she read another story to her sister. Tommen was trying to play with some wooden toy knights but Joffrey kept messing them up. Alessia glared at her older brother, all he had done since they first set off from King's Landing was complain about how cold it was. Alessia was board and would rather be outside but her mother wouldn't allow it. "It's too dangerous to be out their" he mother said "Princess' don't ride horses. Alessia snorted at that, she wasn't a lady and she never would be. She wasn't a rebellious child but she hated sewing and stitching. Alessia finished reading the book to her sister. This book was one of Myrcella's favourites, it was the story about Alessia's namesake, St Alessia who had led a great rebellion against an Empire. It was one of the old legends. She remembered when her Septa had called the book blasphemy and her a sinner. Martin didn't take that kindly. She thought about her twin brother, she knew that he had done a lot of things for the good of the realm but she was really worried about what Joffrey would do when he became king.

Speaking of Joffrey, he was complaining again "This place is way too cold" he complained "I can't stay here, not with a bunch of savages."

Alessia sighed at Joffrey and glared at him for insulting one of their father's closest friends "For goodness sake will you stop complaining, none of us are complaining and I don't here the soldiers who have to walk with us complaining." Alessia hissed

"You, you can't speak to me like that, I'm a prince" Joffrey hissed back and then he tried to slap her.
"If you do that, then you're walking the rest of the way to Winterfell!" growled a voice and Alessia turned to see Martin opening the doors to the Wheelhouse and glared at Joffrey "Father told me to get Joffrey to ride his horse into Winterfell, we're nearly there."

Joffrey glared and then he stormed out of the Wheelhouse. When he was gone, Martin's mother, Cersei turned to him "Must you talk like that to your brother, you should give him respect."

"Respect?" Martin growled "Respect is earned, not given. He keeps acting like he can do whatever he likes and Princes who do whatever they like always end up starting a war, I've done a lot to help fix this kingdom while father just drank. I'll not allow all my work to be destroyed because of my Brother's cruel actions. You remembered what happened when Heart-eater nearly killed that noble boy; it was hard to prevent him from being killed."

Alessia sighed; Heart-eater was Joffrey's pet Jaguar and of all of the Jaguars, he was the most aggressive. Only Martin's Jaguar was with them, the others were back at King's Landing, the capital of Westeros and now a booming city thanks to the efforts of Martin who had been able to root out the corrupt city watchmen and help improve living standards. Martin always loved to help common people especially children and he had organised the building of Orphanages and he always made sure that no one abused the children. Martin always showed a bit of ruthlessness. He had once walked into one orphanage and had seen the madam of the orphanage, Grelod abuse the children. Martin had the woman arrested and flogged before she was banished from the city, the woman's body was found in a ditch a few weeks later in the Riverlands.

Myrcella looked at Martin "So how do people live here in the North?" she asked "People say that this land is full of savages."
Martin looked at her "Don't believe everything you hear sister" Martin said "The North is one of the hardest places to live in. The lands here are not very fertile so food is in short supply, though they are a great supplier of timber such as Ironwood and they produce furs, meat and hinds and the main city here, White Harbour sits on some Silver mines."

"Is the North full of great warriors?" Tommen asked
"Martin nodded "The landscape make the Northern Lord's tough, House Umber claimed they didn't have time for Games of the South. Though some of these families such as house Stormcloak of Windhelm are some of the oldest families in Westeros."

House Stormcloak are the lords or Jarls of Windhelm, one of the oldest places in the north. They were one of the oldest families and ruled as petty kings until they joined the kingdom of Winter trough marriage. The small port at Windhelm helps trade with northern Essos. Also, house Stormcloak were one of the only families who still worshipped the faith of the Nine Divines. Martin had been to Windhelm during his visit in the north and had met up with Lord Stormcloak's son, Ulfric. The two got on well and Ulfric later joined the legions along with his Childhood friend, Galmar Stone fist. The last Martin had heard of the two of them had just been appointed by General Tullius, leader of the Legions to the First Legion which was now station in the North at the reclaimed fortress of Fort Snowhawk.

"You think Lord Stark will accept?" Alessia asked Martin.
"Lord Eddard Stark is one of father's oldest and closest friends." Martin answered "They've know each other for years. Lord Stark will accept because he is father's old friend, but I'm worried because I don't think he is skilled for the politics of the South. The politics of the North are not like the South. The Game of Thrones doesn't have much influence there."
"What about Joffrey's betrothal?" Myrcella added "You've met the Starks before, what do you think of them"
Martin thought for a moment, "Well Lord Stark's eldest daughter, Sansa, is quite beautiful and a proper lady, however she still believes in those stories of honourable knights and fairy tale princes, she has no idea how to be a queen, just look pretty. Arya on the other hand is wild. While she is quite pretty, in her own way, she is not a lady at all." Martin turned to Alessia "She remains me of you, she prefers archery and swordplay to needles and cloth. And just like us, she took a liking to the Nine Divines. But Arya has no intention of marrying because she fears she will lose her freedom."

"What about Lord Stark's sons?" Tommen added
"The oldest Stark boy, Robb is much like his father, he is prepared to be the next lord of Winterfell. He has two other sons, Bran and Rickon. Rickon was only a young babe when I was here before and Bran dreams of southern knights, she hope to join the Kingsguard one day." Martin replied. It was then that they heard a loud shout coming "Martin, quite messing with your siblings and get here right now!" came the growl of his father.
Martin sighed "I should get back now, we're near Winterfell."

Martin then left the Wheelhouse and got back on Hunter, he could just see the fortress of Winterfell in the distance, after nearly a few months of travelling, they were finally there. Martin then though back. His adventures began just 6 years ago, when he was just 10 namedays old, when he went on his first adventure.

Author's note: This is the first Chapter of my Game of Thrones/ Elder Scrolls Crossover, I have been planning this story for a while but I didn't want to just copy of the Fanfiction story, Son of the Seven Kingdoms, which is one of my favourite stories on Fanfiction. I am writing my own crossover with my own ideas. The next few chapters will be describing Martin's backstory before I start the main story, but this story will go my own way later.