Chapter 10

Hello everyone, here is the new chapter of this story. Sorry to keep you all waiting. I would update faster but I have to finish my first story. I can't leave things half done no matter how much I dislike it at this point. But on with the q & a part of the chapter.

ChunkyFunkyMunky I am sorry to see you go and if you read this I always opinions and stuff. The fact is you can't go from 300 years before the start of the show with out a shit loud of OCs.

George Cristian810 thank you and I actually left the walls small on purpose. You don't need a big wall against the Dothraki who have no concept of siege warfare. Hell I doubt they even know what a ladder is. As for trebuchets I am just ripping off the lord of the ring movies. The towers are based of the Chinese walled cities which didn't really have towers so much as mini forts on top the walls. Any ways I will try and be more detailed down the line but if you like to help let me know. I am always looking for people to fix my mistakes or give me new ideas.

Holyscythe thank you and good to see you leave a review.

saashi samy you going to have to look up a lot from Asian most likely. Despite Lelouch being British and CC French as near as I can tell their best memories were of Japan. So it fits that what ever they build would be based off of Asia then more of that then European.

Judedota yes, yes I know I am kind of tired of the Stark to and they will be leaving the as of this chapter. We won't be seeing them for a time and the next house to visit them I think you can guess. I have been dropping hints about that. The ideas and flash forwards give me a widow into my own thoughts. Plus it give me an idea on how you guys would like any given thought. I what you all to enjoy it as much as you can. Smaug and Jormungandr will get their spotlight soon enough with Smaug taking quite a few big roles down the line. My plans Jormungandr the World Serpent is still up for debate and ideas, however.

Blackholelord thank you very much and it is really my passion project that I would really like to see go even long and expand into other game, movies or tv shows. With that said not all the historical endings I put at the bottom will be hints or really about history. Sometimes they will just be thoughts, or details on things I didn't have time to add.

Lalalamb it is kind of like a spoiler but also a feeler if that makes sense. I need ideas on were to take the story and what to add. We have a long way to go and I don't plan on stopping lol.

The Seabass I won't give away to many spoilers but I think you like what I do with him. And thank you for the names.

Graymar1 I don't what every duel to be to the death because that is kind of a waste. So only under the most extreme circumstances will it ever be allowed to go to the death. I have a lot of ideas for Achilles and I think I know where I would like to go with him. I think people will like it. Spoiler Artemis is going to be their 3rd child. She has came in 2nd two time it seems right to put her in.

Tim Ngu I like Greek and Roman Architecture as well and will be seeing some really good ones soon.

chm01 the Starks are very interesting to me and I have always liked them. So, things will change for them a bit here and there. By how much I am not sure just yet.

For those who say Lelouch needs to play a bigger role, I agree but there is so much to do that adding in everything is kind of hard. If he was just making a noble house it be easier, but he and CC are building a kingdom and we have to see other people take the stage. A lot of time more then I like but still have to be done.

Now on with the story.

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-Three months later Minas Tirith 28AMH or 59BC -

Looking up at the morning sun in the sky Bryen thought to himself it was sad that it was time to go home. After three wonderful carefree months in this strange land he was disappointed that it was time to go, but he knew he had delayed as much as he could in going home. He had responsibilities back home and he had brushed them off for too long now. The first shipment of glass was already on the water and headed towards White Harbor and he needed to be home so he could decide on how to distribute it. Plus, he had an open invitation to come and visit again, so he would be back in maybe a year or two. And when he returned, he could take part once again in the grand feasts they held and talk with the people of this land who saw him as more of an equal then someone who stood above them.

That was the man he was probably enjoyed the most during his visit. It had been so long sense he became King in the North that he had forgotten what it was like to talk with people on equal footing and he had enjoyed it immensely. To the people of this kingdom his title as King in the North meant nothing to them for, he could give them nothing and so they judged him by his character alone. And according to Lelouch his sense of honor, justice, duty was endearing to them. Flowery words and gifts of gold were all well and good to them, but they still believed that a man's actions and values were more important. It was a way of thinking he could really get behind even if he was leaving this land with gifts in hand.

Speaking of said gifts his grandchildren truly loved the ones they had gotten. For the boys they had each gotten a short sword called a tantō. Made by the master blacksmith of Minas Tirith the tantō was an 11inch short sword made mainly for self-defense and close quarters combat. With its extra thick steel body and sharp blade, they were good weapons to have on you if you found yourself fighting in a tight space. They were shown just how much by the blacksmith when he used one to pierce through chain mail and then used the blade to cut almost straight through a pig's hide. To finish off the gift each boy was given a simple black sheath with their names carved in the language of the rulers of this kingdom into them.

The next set of gifts of course went to his granddaughters who had each gotten a piece of jewelry that he could easily see becoming treasured family heirlooms. One such piece was a neckless made of silver with a wolf head pendant hanging from it. The pendant itself was incredibly detailed and even had its jaw open and in between those jaws was a sizable blue diamond. Now the silver rope neckless by itself would have been worth quite a lot of coin back home but once you added in the pendant and extremely rare blue diamond you had something fit only for a king or queen. Hell, Bryen had only ever seen a few blue diamonds in his life. One in the form of a ring on the finger of the Queen of the Rock and another ring on the finger of King Hoare's favorite daughter. Both of them however paled in comparison to the one in the jaws of the wolf pendant. While those diamonds were no bigger than that of a child's pinky finger, the one in the jaw of the wolf was about half the size of the palm of his hand.

If he didn't know Lelouch and CC as well as he had gotten to, he would have thought they were trying to show off their wealth. But he had come to learn that wealth meant something completely different to them when compared to everyone else. Gold and silver meant absolutely nothing to them, and they only used it as a form of currency because others placed a high value on it. But to them true wealth was in art, knowledge and their family. Everything else was basically worthless to them.

Regardless of how they valued wealth Bryen knew that like Princess Hela's tiara the neckless would become a status symbol for his house in time. But one of the best gifts his family got was the one given to his wife. From the moment his wife saw the artworks around the Shogunate Castle and attended one of CC's art classes she had develop a desire to learn how to paint. So, to help her along in that CC had given his wife a paint set in a simple wooden box. Now outside of the paints themselves it was really an inexpensive gift, but it was who CC had asked to go with them to the North to teach his wife how to paint that was the real gift. Nilesha Baherion was CC's most talented current student and had agreed to go with them in exchange for the opportunity to travel around the North painting its vast landscapes. It was something Bryen could easily arrange for the young woman and a price he was more than willing to pay to see his wife smile. After all he had not seen his wife so happy sense their last grandchild was born and would not pass up the opportunity of making her happy.

However, the greatest gift they had gotten was the one that the young Princess Hela and CC had given him personally. He had always been a hot head and he knew that. His pride had gotten in the way of his better senses on more than one occasion and though it never put him or his house in a bad position it had caused unnecessary problems during his time as king. But what they had taught him had open his eyes to things he never thought about.

-Flashback three months ago-

It had been the mid of fall when Bryen Stark had traveled to this land with his family and Gods did he find the heat to be a killer. Seeing as it was fall he and his family had reasonably dressed for colder weather which was a good idea seeing as flying on top of a dragon could get very cold very fast, but what they hadn't counted on was it to be so hot once they landed. According to Lelouch the reason for the heat had something to do with what he called elevation of the land. The lands of the Kingdom of Numenor were at a lower elevation then the North which meant it was hotter here. So, while they had dressed and packed for what would be appropriate for wintertime here it was actually as hot as the North's hottest summer day. Luckily Lelouch and CC were more than happy to provide more suitable clothes for him and his family.

Now with his new clothes he could actually enjoy himself during this particularly warm fall day as he walked the grounds of the castle, he was staying in. He was still amazed at the architecture of this place that was so unlike the castles of Westeros. It really did give the feeling of being in a completely different world and he had to admit he loved the gardens of the castle. Even though it was fall there were still so many trees and plants that still had their leaves and flowers on them. It was truly beautiful to look at, and more than once he found himself simply strolling down the many paths of the castles that seemed to take him to a new garden every time. That was what he was doing today before he came across an interesting site.

He knew that in the few weeks he had been here he was no where's close to finding all the hidden little places of this castle but still the building he came across was very interesting. Unlike most of the buildings inside the castle walls this building was not made out of white or gray stone and was instead made of polished wood with the same style architecture. It was quite plain to be honest but yet it sat in the middle of a small island surrounded by a moat and the only way to reach the building was by crossing over a set of stepstones that were just barely above the water. It was kind of tranquil to look at and his natural curiosity told him that this building must be of some importance so he should explore it.

Once he had crossed the stepstones and entered the building however he found that there was nothing in it. Well if you didn't count CC and young Princess Hela who were kneeling in front of a stone statue of a man sitting with his legs crossed and arms in his lap.

Hearing the sliding door open CC and Hela open their eyes and turn their heads towards Bryen and smile.

"Good morning Bryen." CC says to him.

"Good morning King Stark." Hela also says with a happy smile on her lips.

"Good morrow CC and Princess Hela. I apologize if I am interrupting anything." He says now that he realizes that he has interrupt what was most likely them praying. Which didn't make sense to him seeing as from what he had seen CC and Lelouch didn't seem like the type to believe in gods.

"There is no need to apologize King Stark you are not interrupting anything. Me and momma where just finding our center, so everything is good." Hela says to him.

"Please princess your father and mother call me by name only. So, I see no reason why you can't as well." Bryen says to the little girl.

Putting her hand to her chin like she is thinking about its Hela says, "Alright, so long as you agree to just call me Hela in return."

"That I can agree on." Bryen says to her with a smile.

"Is there something we can help you with Bryen?" CC asks once Hela and him are done talking.

Looking back over at one of the rulers of this kingdom Bryen says, "No not really CC. I was just taking an early walk around the castle and kind of stumbled upon this place. What is this place anyways?"

With a smile on her face CC says, "Well I guess you could call this place a shrine to the path of enlightenment and understanding."

"So, this place is a place of worship like a sept?" Bryen asks.

Given a soft laugh Hela says, "No it is a place to find enlightenment, not worship."

Looking a bit confused at what the princess says Bryen asks, "Whats the difference."

Before her daughter can say anything, CC says, "The difference Bryen is that sept is a place were people go to worship The Seven and ask for their blessings. Much like you what you do in your godswood. This place however is not meant to worship any god or ask for blessings but instead meant to help one find themselves."

Thinking over what CC has told him Bryen is more than a bit confused, "I am sorry CC but I don't understand."

Smiling softly at the man CC says, "That is alright Bryen. What I am talking about is not easily understood even by myself. But come sit down and I will try and explain it to you."

Nodding his head Bryen takes a seat on the floor in front of her.

When he is seated CC says, "Now the first thing you have to understand is that I practice something call Sōtō Zen which to me is not so much a religion as it is a way of thinking. At its core it teaches me to accept what is, what was, what will be, and what must be done."

"So, it teaches you to take responsibility for your actions?" Bryen asks.

"In a way yes, but in another no. To say you have to accept what is, is not to say you have to accept the hand life gave you. But to accept that the world is chaotic place and life is often unfair." CC says to him.

"That is more of a given then a teaching CC." Bryen says to her.

"Is it? Perhaps to you and me it is but people struggle to accept that. When things go bad, they often look to blame someone or something for what has happen. You have no doubt seen that as you are King in the North but tell me how many people, have you seen that just accept what has happen as little more than bad luck?" CC asks him.

To that Bryen had no answer. While most of his reign as king had been peaceful it has had its fair share of troubles. He could easily recall a summer where they had a number of bad harvests and the people blamed him for it. It was like they believed he controlled the growing of crops and that in some way he had brought down the wrath of the Gods on them. He was able to solve the food shortage after the fact but that didn't change the fact that the people turned on him for something that was clearly out of his control. Now he could have understood their anger if he had failed to act after the tragedy had already happen but no, he had gotten all the blame from the very beginning and little thanks after he had fixed it.

"I well concede you point CC." Bryen says to her.

"Then let us move on. Now when I say to accept what was, I am saying that the past is the past and no matter how much you wish to you can't change it. For example, no matter how powerful me and my husband are we will never get our son Gawain back. He is gone and we can't do anything about it no matter how much we wish to." CC says to him.

Again, Bryen thinks what she is saying is a given but says instead, "That sounds like a given as well but I am guessing that is not so."

"Correct. Despite knowing that I can't change the past it still pained me for many years just to think of him. My husband was able to move on far more easily then I but that was because unlike me he is able to rationalize it, but I along with most cannot. So instead I turned to Sōtō Zen to find an inner peace within myself to help accept that my son is dead and in someways, I have but in others not so much." CC says to him.

"But if you have not fully accepted it then wouldn't that mean Sōtō Zen doesn't work?" Bryen asks.

"Do your gods always answer your prayers and if they don't, does that mean they are not real?" CC answers with a question of her own.

Bryen has to take a moment to think about her question and finds he has no answer to give. He knew the Old Gods were real and his wife had told him that CC had told her that they did. But it was true they didn't always answer his prayers but that didn't mean they were not real.

"I concede your point again CC." Bryen says to her.

Nodding her head at Bryen, CC says, "Then shell we continue?"

Bryen nods his head to her.

"Very well. Now tell me Bryen what do you think I mean when I say to accept what will be?" CC asks him.

Thinking about it for a moment Bryen says, "That our futures are already written, and we have to accept what is fated to happen?"

"Very good but not fully correct. You see the belief in fate is a very strange thing. There is a certain type of comfort in the thought that our lives are already planned out for us or that it was part of some greater being's plan. For if that is the case then you are resolved of any responsibility of your actions. But that is not the case because for every one of your actions there is a reaction to it. And fate is forever changeable. So, when I say to accept what will be, I mean accept that your actions will lead to either good or bad things for yourself and for those around you." CC says to him.

Nodding his head at this Bryen says, "And what about the last one."

"That one is the hardest of them all. While all the others deal with either the past, present or future and the number of things that could happen in between all of them the last is about things that you have no choice but to do. For example, you are a king Bryen and I am sure you have had to do things that in your heart you knew were unjust but at the same time knew that it needed to be done. Such things can weigh heavily on both the mind and soul am I correct?" CC says to him

Bryen nods his head at this. He would not lie and say he had never had doubts about some of the things he had done as king. But such was the burden of being a king. Still there were times where he didn't sleep at night due to past decisions.

"What Sōtō Zen teaches me is how to deal with all of these things by use of meditation. By meditating I let my thoughts stream through me like a river. They flow through me like the water and though like a river there are rocks that will try to impede my passing thoughts they will still flow pass it given time. Well I ever reach the enlightenment and acceptance that I seek? I doubt it but none the less through Sōtō Zen I have been able to have another child even though I know one day she will pass on while I am still here." CC says and places her hand lovely on top here child's head.

"It sounds useful. This Sōtō Zen." Bryen says to her with a smile.

"It is but only if you are willing to open you mind to it. Would you like to try?" CC asks him.

"Oh no that is alright CC. I am of the Old Gods and don't feel it would be right." Bryen says to her.

"That is alright Bryen but remember what I said. Sōtō Zen isn't really a religion as so much a way of thinking. You do not have to stop worshipping the Old Gods. All you have to do is sit down, close your eyes and let your thoughts flow through your mind." CC says to him.

Thinking over it a bit Bryen asks himself why not. Like CC said it wasn't really a religion as so much a way of thinking. So, what harm if any could happen by trying it. With that thought he closes his eyes and takes up the same sitting position as CC and Hela before closing his eyes.

"Good now just let your mind wonder to thoughts of yesterday, today and tomorrow. Don't try and fight them or latch on to one. Just let them flow like a river through your mind." CC says to him with a smile as she and Hela do the same.

Hearing CC words Bryen tries to do as she had told him but find it harder than he expected. He can't seem to let his mind wonder for some reason.

"Not like that Bryen. Do not try and make your mind wonder. Just let it. Try taking a deep breath and let yourself relax. It will come to you by itself." The young voice of Princess Hela says to him.

At her words Bryen does take a deep breath. Several times in fact and little by little he feels himself relax till he feels his mind wonder off to a memory of a time when he was far younger and knew so little of the world around him.

The memory was of when his father was still alive and teaching on how to be a man. His father Dran Stark was a very stern man with hard demeanor, but also a fair and just king. A great warrior as well his father was everything Bryen wanted to be when he got older and dreamed often of the day, he would make his father proud. Sadly, that day never came seeing as when he was but 10-namedays old the Storm King Darran Durrandon tried to invade the North by way of the Neck. A foolish decision seeing as the Moat stood in his way and it had never in its history been taken by a southern enemy. Yet as foolish as it was it still cost Bryen his father.

He was too young to understand at the time what was happening or why. Too young to understand why his uncle had returned with his father's dead body or why his mother in her grief throw herself off the top of the Tower. And far, far too young to understand how he was supposed to act now that both his parents were gone. So, he had done the only thing he could do. He pushed all his emotions down into the deepest parts of himself and went with his uncle to learn how to be king. But now all those feelings were coming back, and he once more felt as alone as he did when he was a child.

"Bryen, Bryen are you alright." The little voice of princess Hela to him.

Opening his eyes with a start Bryen looks at the little girl and says, "Yes Hela what is it?"

"Its past noon already and my momma has already left. We really should be going ourselves before people get worried." She says to him.

With a surprised look on his face Bryen looks out the door and sees that it is very bright out there. With a confused voice he asks, "How…how?"

"I am sorry. Momma really should have warned you that sometimes when you let your mind wander you can easily lose track of time and that it can also bring up bad memories." She says and pulls out a handkerchief that she kept with her at all times.

At first, he is confused at why she is giving him the handkerchief till he feels a wetness on his face. Reach up he feels the tears that were falling from is eyes and looks back at the little princess and takes the handkerchief. "Thank you, Hela."

"Your very welcome Bryen." She says with a smile.

-Flashback end-

After he had asked Princess Hela to never tell anyone he had cried in front of her he had sought out CC to learn more. And by the Old Gods did he learn. So many thoughts and feelings he had kept locked away and this Zen stuff helped him to open them back up and if not accept them at least made them easier to bare. Still he had a long way to go before he reached enlightenment. That is if there was such a thing to begin with.

"Well Bryen it seems your little visit has come to an end. I have to be honest I will miss having you around. Seldom do I get to speak with someone as an equal anymore and I find I will miss it deeply." Lelouch says to him with a smile.

Smiling back at Lelouch, Bryen says, "The feeling is mutual Lelouch. Even my most trusted bannerman always wants something from me and to be able to talk with someone who doesn't is all too rare. And because of that I will have to insist that you come and visit the North again sometime."

"I believe we would enjoy that very much but that will be for another time. For now, I must deal with matters of a mild concern here at home." Lelouch says with a smile.

Bryen nods his head at this. After he had gotten over his original amazement of this place, he had noticed a small amount of tension in the air around the capital. He had only picked up some whispers here and there about what was going on, but it seemed a growing faction of the kings of power were becoming dissatisfied. Now he didn't poke his nose any forwarder than that seeing as it was not his place to do so but he had seen some of what the kings of power could do and that made him a bit worried for the royal families safety. He saw them as friends and didn't wish to see them come to harm. But Lelouch's words put him at ease for he clearly knew about it and was most likely moving to deal with it.

"Then I shall bid you farewell Lelouch. Till we meet again." Bryen says and holds out his hand.

Taking Bryen's hand in his own Lelouch shakes it and says, "Till we meet again my friend."

With that Bryen turns around to walk away. That is till he hears Smaug yell out, "Why does a being such as I have to give these mortal worms a ride home?"

"Because momma and papa said so stupid." Hela yells out as she sits on top her little brothers head.

"Don't call me stupid midget." Smaug yells back at her.

"Don't call me a midget stupid." Hela yells back.

And right before his eyes Bryen sees the dragon and the princess start to call each other names and fight like the children he was told they really were. It was somewhat amusing to watch but at the same time a bit disturbing. "Are you sure it's safe to ride him Lelouch?"

Looking at the King in the North Lelouch says, "Do not worry my friend. They may be fighting now but Smaug is very protective of his family. So long as Hela is with you, he won't do anything to harm you and your family."

That is somewhat reassuring but Bryen would still prefer to ride on Jörmungandr. No matter how clumsy or dangerous his landings maybe he was at least friendly. Sadly, said dragon was asleep right now and according to Lelouch, CC and Hela when Jörmungandr goes to sleep he can sleep for a moon straight. So, mustering his courage Bryen starts to make his way towards the dragon with his family.

As soon as Bryen and his family are a good distance away Lelouch looks towards his wife and says, "A good man no?"

"Indeed, he is Lelouch and he has a wonderful family. Which is why I am a little concerned for him and his family." CC says to Lelouch.

"You felt it to then?" He asks her.

"That I did my love. We both knew our powers were growing in new and unexpected ways but to be able to feel the ever so slight changes in destiny is new." CC says to him

Lelouch nods his head at this. Ever sense he had become immortal Lelouch had experimented and honed the powers the code gave him and CC and had realized that everything they could do was only the tip of the proverbial iceberg. But never once had he thought they would be able to feel the changes in destiny. Now Lelouch had learned from the Caretaker of Spacetime that destiny or time was much like the roots of a tree. It split off into many different directions were the what ifs of life actually happened. So, it wasn't surprising that they had accidentally changed the destiny of the Stark family in this timeline, but the question was why they could feel it. Did they upset the One Who was Above All and it was giving them a warning or was it simply that their powers were just growing to a point that they could just feel such things?

Well it didn't matter regardless he supposed. The only thing the One Above All could do to them was erase them from existence which was not a bad. But still he wondered what they had changed for the Stark family. Was it good, was it bad and should they do anything about it?

"Unexpected is an understatement my love. Do you suppose we should interfere a bit more in their lives just in case we have accidentally started them on the course to ruin?" Lelouch asks.

Thinking over it a bit before she answers CC says, "No, lets just stand back and let destiny takes its course for now. If the One Above All has important plans for them than I would prefer to not be erased before Hela is even old enough to take care of herself."

"Agreed, but I feel like we have not so much changed its plans so much as some minor god's plans." Lelouch asks.

-Two years later 30AMH or 57BC -

Sitting alone in his office in the Shogunate Castle Narbo looked over the reports of what was going on in the city of New Gornath. He knew the moment he gave Oro permission to build a city by the Stone Road that it would come back to bite him one day and it seemed that day had finally come. But still he didn't expect Oro to take things this far. First, he had sent the 2nd Army away long before he had even gotten the city walls built, and then he made contact with the slaver cities of Slaver's Bay. Now none of that was crime in itself but it was a warning he should take more seriously. Because after that he had banished all Rohirrim from the city and its surrounding lands which was a crime and a crime that he could have used to remove Oro from his position of power. And yet he hadn't done anything do to his own idiotic sympathies and the belief he could rein in his friend.

Really as Shogun he knew he should have put his sympathies to the side and dealt with the situation before it escalated anymore. But he didn't and now Oro had declared himself King of New Gornath and had enslaved all the citizens of the city that didn't pledge loyalty to him and the kings of power who supported him. Luckily enough there wasn't that many people that were not loyal to Oro living in the city anyways but still this was a horrible act that he needed to correct somehow. He knew what he needed to do but knowing what to do and doing it were two different things. If only his rulers would have taken the decision out of his hands he would have been so much happier.

-Flashback a couple of hours earlier-

"So, Oro has committed treason, has he?" Lelouch says as he takes a sip of his tea.

"Yes Tenno-sama that is correct." Narbo says to his ruler.

"And what do you plan to do about this act of treachery Narbo?" CC asks next to her husband.

Looking at his Kogo-sama with his head bowed Narbo says, "That is why I am here Kogo-sama. I wished to know how you two would like me to proceed."

Not saying a thing for a time, they both just look at Narbo and then Lelouch says, "No, that is not why you are here. Your mandate clearly tells you what you should do Narbo. So, tell us why you are really here."

Feeling like he is a child again Narbo bows his head even lower to them and says, "I….I don't know what I should do Tenno-sama, Kogo-sama. Oro is my brother in arms and the kings and queens who followed him are as well. I don't….. believe I can bring myself to do what must be done."

Looking down at the man CC says, "Narbo raise you head and look at me"

Doing as he is told Narbo looks at her in the eyes and hears he say, "You are not a child Narbo. You took up this position willingly and know what must be done. If you are unable or unwilling to fulfill your duty during this time of trouble than you know what you must do."

Her words sting like a whip and burn like fire, but she is right. So, bowing his head once more Narbo says, "Yes Kogo-sama, Tenno-sama." And then leaves the room.

-Flashback end-

He had agonized for hours after that meeting and had in truth still not committed to a course of action like he should have. In many ways the taking of his own life for completely failing in his duty was more appealing than having to fight against those he called his brothers and sisters. Yet he could not bring himself to end his own and leave this burden to someone else.

Still the question remained what was he to do. The simplest action was to send the 2nd army to New Gornath and bring Oro to heel. But Oro had over 100 kings and queens of power behind him and that would mean that he would have to send at least Steinporr or Jin with the army to make sure of victory. Both of whom would burn the city to the ground along with all those who lived in it for this treachery. It was an unwanted outcome to say the least and one he wished to avoid at all cost. But the only way to avoid that was to get Oro to surrender which he was not sure Oro would be willing to do.

Shaking his head Narbo feels like he should at least try to get Oro to surrender or agree to some type of peace. So, picking up a block of ink, a brush and a few sheets of paper he starts to write terms for a peaceful resolution to all this. When the letter is done, he rolls it up into a scroll and seals it with the symbol of the Shogun and calls in a messenger to see that it is delivered to Oro with all haste.

With that done he heads towards the living quarters of the castle where his family stays, but instead of going to bed next to his wife he heads to the room that houses his best friend and good-brother Tycho the King of Water.

Once he is in front of the door he is about to knock when he hears a voice say, "I already know your there Narbo. So just come in already."

Opening the door Narbo walks in and sees his friend sitting up in his bed looking as pale as death itself. It had been 3 years sense Tycho had stepped down from his position on his council due to sickness and amazingly enough he had lived far longer than the healers thought he would. Sadly, it seemed his friends time was coming to an end soon. Something both of them knew and only one of them didn't wish to accept.

"I apologize my brother if I have woken you." Narbo says to him.

Waving off his apology Tycho says, "No need to apologize brother. I will be sleeping forever soon enough anyways. For now, I wish to be awake for as long as possible so as to look at the stars for just a bit longer."

Looking out the window Narbo says, "They are beautiful tonight."

Coughing a bit into a handkerchief Tycho says, "I had to ask Princess Hela to come visit me today. I had to ask her if there were any stars waiting for me on the other side due to not being able to bear the thought of their not being any."

Smiling sadly Narbo asks, "What did say?"

With a peaceful smile of his own Tycho says, "She said that where I was going the stars were so close, I could reach up and touch them if I wanted to."

"That is wonderful to hear brother." Narbo says.

"Isn't it. I don't know if she was telling me the truth but by all the gods in the world do, I hope it is true." Tycho says before coughing some more.

After a moment of silence were they both look up at the sky Tycho says, "Why don't you go ahead and tell me why you are here brother."

Giving a sigh Narbo says, "Oro has committed treason and declared himself King of New Gornath."

"As I told you he would when you gave him the go ahead to build that city. Can I assume he has already enslaved those who didn't support him?" Tycho asks.

With his head down in shame Narbo says, "He has."

Coughing hard due to his sickness Tycho takes a moment to calm himself down and says, "Then all that is left to do is send the army after him."

"I can't do that brother. They are my brothers and sisters in arms. How could I in good consciousness send the army after them knowing full well none of them will be taken alive." Narbo says to him in a pained voice.

"They were my brothers and sisters in arms too Narbo, till they chose the wrong path. Now they are our enemies and you must put them down for the sake of the kingdom and our children's children. Don't forget you are Shogun and your responsibility is to be the shield of our kingdom." Tycho says in a weak voice.

"It's not that easy brother." Narbo says to him with some anger in his voice.

"Of course, it isn't, but such is the fate you have chosen when you agreed to become Shogun." Tycho says to him with some pity.

Looking even more down cast then before Narbo says, "You really should have been Shogun Tycho. You saw this coming from the start and would have dealt with it long ago by now."

Tycho laughs a bit before he starts coughing again. Once he calms down, he says, "Don't be a fool Narbo. I could never have been Shogun. The only reason I knew what Oro would do is because I would have done the same if I had not married your sister. I hate those ex-Dothraki even now as I lay on my death bed and would have fought tooth and nail to convince our rulers to not let them join our kingdom. Hell, I most likely would have plotted rebellion as well if I had not loved your sister so much. But I did love her, loved her more then I think I ever told her and by extension loved you. You are my family and I supported you only because you are my family and that is all."

"Still I am unfit to be Shogun and I have shown it more than once and have even done so again." Narbo says to him.

"What have you done this time?" Tycho asks.

"I have sent a letter to Oro with terms for a peaceful resolution to all this." Narbo says.

Giving a sigh Tycho says, "He won't accept whatever it is your offering."

"Even so I have to try." Narbo says though in his heart he knew Oro wouldn't accept already.

Being quite for a bit Tycho thinks for a moment and says, "You came here for my advice so here it is. Send messages to both the 1st and 2nd army to prepare them for war. Oro can't hope to hold New Sarnor with just the men he has. He may have more kings and queens of power on his side then us but none of them can match up to Steinporr or Jin. He knows this however and would have only made this move if he was sure he had foreign allies that were willing to join him in his war against us."

"I will do so at once brother." Narbo says seeing the sense in Tycho's advice.

After a moment of silence Narbo speaks again, "Brother I must ask you again to go see Ilin."

Looking over at his good-brother Tycho thinks about the new Queen of the Life's Touch Ilin. The young girl was both a worshiper of the old Queen of the Life's Touch and now minor goddess Senua and a follower of the Sōtō Zen school of thought which had replaced much of the Heavenly Dragon and Heavenly Path religious sects over the last 4 years. A sweet girl by all accounts he had not had the chance to meet her before he had gotten sick but from the tails told about her, she had truly earned her place as a queen of power. According to the tails the girl had been willing to tend to a plague infested village when no one else was and had spent time in the 2nd Army as one of its camp healers. But her accomplishments didn't stop there, and had been credited with saving the lives of 23 wounded soldiers during one battle. According to the tails the young girl had stolen a horse from the army general in order to go to the battlefield to tend to the men as they fought for their lives. This was of course a lie and she had in fact gotten permission from the lieutenant general after the general had died on that exact battlefield, but stories were stories. And the exaggerations always increased with each telling. Still the girl's fame was ever growing, and he was sure that by the time she died she too would most likely be made a minor goddess.

Waving him off Tycho says, "And once more I must say no. Our time is almost done brother and we must be willing to move aside and let the younger generation take over. Besides I am ready to join my wife in the afterlife."

With that said Narbo gets up to let his friend sleep. When he leaves the room, he goes to join his own wife who is thankfully still alive. But still Tycho's words echo in his mind. It was indeed almost time for his generation to step aside for the next, but he wasn't going to do so till this matter was settled.

-Back with CC and Lelouch-

Taking a sip of his tea Lelouch says, "Do you believe we are being too cruel to Narbo my dear?"

Looking at her husband CC says, "Not at all Lelouch. Narbo is the first Shogun of our growing kingdom and must set an example for those that will follow. Above anything we were to nice to him if you ask me."

"Hmmm perhaps but still I have to admit I have become quite fond of him and would hate to see him die just yet." Lelouch says to her.

"As would I Lelouch but we cannot let our feelings for the man get in our way of our goal. We only have one precious child right now with a second on the way if you don't count the dragons." CC said as her hand went to her stomach which was showing signs that she was indeed pregnant again.

Looking down at his wife's stomach Lelouch smiles and says, "You are right my dear witch. While I may like the young man, I don't like him enough to jeopardize our chance at raising a family. We are already dealing with politics more than we had wanted."

Yahan who was kneeling in the corner of the room listening to all this felt an extreme amount of pity for Narbo. As her rulers' most trusted servant she knew almost everything there was to know about them including why they had come to this world in the first place. So needless to say, her rulers didn't need to hide much of anything from her, but sometimes she wished they did. After all she liked Narbo and thought of him fondly. She wouldn't call him her brother like he called her sister but to see him used like this was painful for her to watch. Still she was the loyal servant and shadow of her rulers and would do what was in their best interest and not his.

"Yahan." CC calls out to her.

Looking up at her Yahan says, "Yes Kogo-sama?"

"I know this is hard for you, but we expect you to keep all information you are not asked to give by Narbo to yourself." CC says to her.

"Of course, Kogo-sama. I am but a shadow and an extension of your and Tenno-sama's will." Yahan says in complete devotion.

"Good, now go and make sure nothing happens to Attila no matter the cost. We have bigger plans for him than any other and is the key to our kingdom's future." CC says to her.

"Yes Kogo-sama." Yahan says and disappears into the shadows.

- New Gornath a few weeks later-

Looking over the letter he had just received from Narbo, Oro had to keep himself from laughing at how predictable his old friend was. Narbo had always had a weak constitution when it came to conflict and had not disappointed Oro by proving it again. Did Narbo really think even for a moment that he would agree to such a peace. Sure, the terms were generous and more than fair but surely, he didn't think he or his fellow kings and queens of power would be placated by this. No those freaks of nature had pushed them too far with their blatant favoritism for the horse fuckers and this would only be settled by war. A war he was sure he could win with the support of the men in this room.

First there was Eklahl mo Dundaq, Zazhal zo Kallhuhl and Sheghdan na Zhii who represented the slave cities of Slavers Bay. Next was Byrthirtde Gan of Qarth who was representing the Qaathi city-states. And then last where Irriphos Ormohrin and Harelos Irnymion two of the Great Fathers of the fortress cities of Samyriana and Bayasabhad. Each of them was a leader or ruler of the cities they came from and each was here for the same reason. Fear, fear of the growing power of those they believed to be new and even more powerful dragonlords who would no doubt conquer their lands in time. Something they did not want and were determined to fight against if possible.

It was only the convincing that it was indeed possible that made things difficult. Each man here had at one time or the other seen Jörmungandr fly by due to its love of traveling and the thought of having to face that dragon would be unappealing to anyone. And it didn't help that the great serpent dragon had grown once more and was now 150 feet tall and 500 feet long. But he had succeeded none the less and now they were here ready to fight.

"What does the letter say King Oro?" Asks Sheghdan na Zhii as he watches the man, he had allied with burn the letter he had in his hand.

"Nothing of great importance. Just a proposal to try and keep the peace." Oro says to the man.

Nodding his head at that Sheghdan says, "I see and what was his offer?"

"Basically, it was an offer to allow New Gornath to brake away from the Kingdom of Numenor in exchange for the people we have enslaved." Oro says.

"A very generous offer." Irriphos Ormohrin the Great Father representing Samyriana says.

"Ha more like an offer of weakness. It is clear this Shogun fears you King Oro and we should take advantage of that while we can." Zazhal zo Kallhuhl says.

"Hardly fear Lord Zazhal. Narbo has always been a peace seeking fool but if pushed he could show the same fury and heat that his fire can." Oro says to the man. While he may be willing to go to war with his old friend and kill him if necessary, he would not let anyone belittle or call the man weak in front of him.

"Speaking of fire are you sure the dragons will not be a problem for when we attack King Oro?" Byrthirtde Gan asks in some fear.

Before he had come here, he had sought out the warlocks of the House of the Undying for help in this war. But sadly, they were not willing to give it to him in fear that the great dragons would burn their city down. He had assured them that Oro had told him that the dragons would not be a problem, but the Undying Ones did not believe a minor king of power could do anything against those beasts.

"I am Lord Byrthirtde. My informants in the capital have informed me that Jörmungandr and Smaug have gone into their deep sleep and it is well known that even the rulers of the kingdom can't wake them once they are asleep." Oro says to him.

"Yes, we all know that but how long does that give us? For if we cannot pull out a victory before the dragons wake up, we will all be doomed." Harelos Irnymion says to them all.

All the men in the room nod their heads at this. They may have agreed to this loose alliance do to fear but none of them were foolish. It was bad enough they would have to fight against Steinporr the King of Skyfire who by himself was worth an army, but to deal with dragons would be too much no matter their numbers. And unlike with Steinporr they didn't have a plan on how to deal with those things.

"Two months at most." Is Oro simple answer to them.

"Not long then." Harelos says to him.

"Not long at all but that is why we must move first thing tomorrow morning now that our armies have gathered." Oro says to them.

"You want to march the army now? Even before we have gotten word that your first plan has succeeded." Harelos says.

"There is little choice. Once my first plan is put into motion, we will have very little time to act before the 1st and 2nd Armies move to defend the kingdom. If they get into position before we are able to make it to the capital, then we could end up fighting them far longer than it would take for the dragons to wake back up. Remember our goal is not to beat the armies of the Kingdom of Numenor but to capture the royal princess of the kingdom and dispose of its rulers. If we can pull that off, then we won't have to worry about the dragons attacking us one way or the other." Oro says to them but doesn't mention that no mortal weapon can kill the rulers of the kingdom.

They were already hesitant to fight due to the dragons and didn't need to give them even more reason to be afraid. While they all knew that the rulers of Numenor were powerful it was not a well-known fact that they couldn't be killed by any weapon known to man. Yet still he had a plan, all he had to do was use the might of the other kings and queens of power to overwhelm them and then he could bury them deep under the ground. He had over 100 kings and queens of power so he was sure not even they could beat them.

"What about the free cities. Have they committed to the fight or not?" Harelos asks.

Giving a sigh before he gives them the only real piece of bad news Oro says, "Volantis has refused to send any men to fight with us. It would seem they have plans of their own. What they are I do not know but they have agreed to send money and some sellswords to fight on their behalf. Lys and Myr have done the same and sent money along with a small number of sellswords. As for Norvos and Qohor however they are sending their armies to attack the western side of the kingdom."

"What about the other four cities? Have they agreed to help or not?" Zazhal asks

"They have completely refused to send any help whatsoever. But they are not needed for I have received word last night that the High King of Sarnor has brought all the cities together and is sending a mighty army to attack Rohan." Oro says with a smile. `

Though the news wasn't exactly what they wanted to hear it was still good news. Their own army that was going to attack from the South was over 60,000 men strong and with the army of Sarnor attacking from the west they were sure of victory. That was so long as they got to the capital on time.

-Two weeks later Vaes Dothrak-

Sitting in his hall with his grandson by his side Haggo drink some pepper beer from a horned cup and thought about said grandson. He had to keep himself from laughing at the disgruntled boy as he sat there pouting like a child. It was a look that was all too funny on a boy who was 5'9'' and built much like his father. Slim, muscular and with most of the baby fat gone from his face he looked more like a handsome young man who was ready to join the army than a boy of only 14-namedays. Sadly, for him no matter his looks he was still only a boy and by law could not join the army till he was 16-namedays. A fact that Attila hated with a passion seeing as he wanted to join up and fight with the other young men of Rohan who he had become friends with.

"Quit looking so down boy. Your chance for battle will come soon enough." Haggo says as he watches his grandson drink from his own cup of pepper beer.

"I know grandfather, but how long must I keep waiting?" Attila asks with some anger in his voice.

"You know the law boy. Two years, in two years you will have your chance to join the army and no sooner." Haggo says to him.

Not looking any happier at being told that Attila says in a bitter voice, "Two years to long grandfather. By the time I join the army all my friends will be way above me in the army."

With a mocking laugh Haggo says, "Well of course they will be boy. Your only friends were the older boys and girls of the city after you beat all the ones your own age. So, you can't begrudge them for that."

"Well it wasn't my fault that all those my own age were too weak to fight me." Attila says to him.

"And it was not theirs' that you are too strong." Haggo says back to him.

Attila looks to the side in a huff and says, "So what I should lower myself for them."

Finding Attila's attitude not to his liking Haggo thumps him on top his head with his sheathed sword. "Stop acting so arrogant you little shit. You have been blessed with my mind, your father's martial skill and Tenno-sama's teachings of which you are not done learning yet. But that will mean nothing if you can't inspire men to follow you into battle. And with your poor attitude you won't find any who would be willing to follow you into that hellish place we call the battlefield."

Rubbing the bump that is on his head now Attila says, "Sorry grandfather."

Sitting back in his chair Haggo takes another drink from his cup and says, "You have a lot to learn boy. We all must lower ourselves to something. Be it the gods, our rulers or time itself. There are no exceptions in this life and you do well to learn that quickly."

Taking a drink from his own beer Attila does think on this and asks a question he had been wondering about for years. "Grandfather do you regret it?"

"Regret what?" Haggo asks.

"Submitting yourself and your men to our rulers." Attila says to him.

Getting a faraway look in his eyes he tells Attila, "I am old boy, to old to feel any regrets for my actions anymore. But to answer your question no I didn't regret it than, and I don't regret it now. From the moment I took over my father's khalasar from him I was little more than a slave to Khal Mengo. Sure, I had fought hard for the man and even gained his trust, but I was still just like the rest. Disposable tools that would never be remembered for my deeds. But then our rulers showed up and saved your mother when I had lost hope and then offered me a chance at eternal glory. A chance I took and now sit here with you by my side and my name known throughout the world. What fool could regret that?"

Again, taking a drink of his beer Attila nods his head at this. Indeed, only a fool would pass something like that up. He had heard from Yahan many a times that tales, and songs were told about his grandfather and father in every city in the known world. It was fame he wished for himself even if Princess Hela called him a fool for wanting it so badly.

As his grandson is lost in thought Haggo asks him a question of his own, "Tell me Attila when do you plan to start, what is the word Tenno-sama called it? Ah yes courting the young princess."

Coughing out some of the beer he was drinking Attila looks at his grandfather with narrowed eyes, "What are you talking about old man. Princess Hela is only 10 name-days old."

"So? You are only 14 name-days boy. Hardly a big difference in age and any fool can see that the princess will not only be a great beauty when she grows up but will be powerful as well. You would have to be a fool to not try and win her now before it is too late." Haggo says in a dead serious voice.

Spitting to the side Attila says, "Fuck. Tenno-sama told me old men start to lose their minds around your age, but I didn't think it would happen to you."

Narrowing his eyes at his grandson Haggo says, "Watch it boy. I am not so old as to not be able to kick your face in."

They both look at each other aggressively like they are about to fight for a time then throw their heads back and laugh.

"Ha boy you truly are your father's son, but still speak truthfully to me. Have you thought about courting our young princess?" Haggo asks his grandson once more.

Seeing that his grandfather will most likely not drop this subject till he answers Attila says, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Haggo ask back.

"Ya, I don't know. Like I said she is only ten and she is the princess of the kingdom grandfather. It is too early to think of such thing with her. Not to mention how unsafe it would be for me if I did try such a thing. Kogo-sama would most likely laugh off any attempt I made but Tenno-sama would kill me if I tried to court his child before she is even of legal marrying age." Attila says to him.

Haggo nods his head at this and accepts his grandsons answer. He had heard that some of the more ambitious men of the capital were trying to court the young princess already only for them to disappear soon after. They were most likely just stories but Haggo had a feeling that Tenno-sama was the one who was spreading them so as to give warning that any fool who tried wouldn't live long after the attempt. And that was to say nothing on how her brothers would take it. Those dragons were not the nicest of creatures when it came to matters about their sister. Still it was good to know his grandson had at least thought about it.

Knowing that this subject was making his grandson uncomfortable Haggo is about to make fun of him when he hears the sounds of the alarm bells ringing. Standing up quickly he draws his talwar from its sheath and looks over at his grandson who has drawn his katana in turn at the sound. Having never liked the katana himself Haggo asked his rulers for a different type of sword as a gift for his retirement and the talwar was the one he got. It was a curved sword like his arakh but lighter, straighter and far sharper a weapon than his old sword.

Just as Attila is about to say something a man busts into the room and says, "Haggo-sama we are being attacked by a number of unknown intruders."

"How did they get pass the gate?" Haggo asks in an angry tone of voice.

"I am not sure my lord they seem to come out of the hills around the city." The man says to him in a strong voice devoid of worry.

Hearing this Haggo knows immediately who has attacked them, for there was only one man who could make men appear from the hills. "Attila with me and stay close. We go to teach these fucking intruders the price for entering our land uninvited."

Simply nodding his head Attila follows his grandfather out of the hall. When they get outside, they find that half of the buildings in Vaes Dothrak are already on fire and that there is fighting in the city streets. Whoever the fools were that thought it was a good idea to attack his home were going to pay for this. Of all the lands in the kingdom it was here in Vaes Dothrak that the law stating that all men, women and children of a certain age needed to know how to fight was taken the most seriously. Seeing his grandfather's face turn into one of complete rage the old man gives a mighty war cry and goes to join the fight with Attila close at his side.

Though young and inexperienced Attila quickly makes short work of the first man who is stupid enough to get in his way. His skill was such that already he was ranked in the top 20 greatest swordsmen in the kingdom and compare to him these dogs were of little challenge. With each swing, parry or thrust of his sword he gutted and skewered man after man in a fury of blood, guts and screams. The sounds of the dying screaming men were a natural joy to his ears that was second only to the sweet singing voice of Princess Hela. So, caught up in his first real battle Attila didn't even realize he had strayed from his grandfather's side till he heard his voice call out to him.

"Attila behind you!" Attila turns at the sound of his grandfather's voice and sees an enemy who looked half dead had somehow gotten behind him and was about to kill him when a dagger flew into his chest stopping him permanently.

That moment of distraction was all it took however for Haggo's own opponent to take advantage of the situation and move to kill him. But Haggo was not so old as to not be able to move just enough to the side to avoid a fatal wound. Instead the blade went into his left side well away from any of his organs. Ignoring the pain Haggo felt from the wound he grabs the man's head before he knew what was happening and twisted hard ending his life with a sickening pop.

"Grandfather!" Attila yells as he runs up to his grandfather's side.

"I am fine boy concentrate on the…" Before he can finish his sentence Haggo falls to his knees and throws up before falling flat with his body spasming.

Seeing this Attila acts fast and picks him up by one of his armpits and yells, "Guards to me. The daimyo is injured."

Upon hearing this the guards who were fighting in the yard quickly fall back and encircle Attila and Haggo in a wall of armor, steel, and flesh.

"Attila what happen?" Asks Fitto one of his grandfather's old bloodriders and captain of his guard who had left the army at the same time as Haggo did to stay by his side.

"I don't know. One second grandfather seem fine except for the stab wound in his side and the next he is on the ground shaking." Attila yells at the man.

Fitto looks at the corpse of the man his lord had killed and pull the mask that was covering his face off. His eyes widen at the face he sees. "Son of a whore. That is Arakor the King of Poison, one of Oro supporters."

"What?" Attila asks in shock.

Fitto ignores Attila's question and says, "Take your grandfather inside the hall and call the healer. He must be tended to right away before the poison spreads."

"No, I will fight with you." Attila says in anger.

Grabbing Attila by his collar Fitto yells, "Do as your told boy! Your grandfather's life depends on it!"

Anger fills Attila's chest at being told this, but one look at his grandfather convinces him to do as he is told. So quickly with the help of one of the guards Attila carries Haggo back towards the hall hoping he was not too late to save his life.

-Same time Minas Tirith-

The sounds of flesh being cut, ripped and pulled apart could be heard in Steinporr's private training yard as he slowly and playfully kills his would-be assassins. They were all quite pathetic in his eyes. What had started out as an attack by 50 kings and queens of power had quickly been reduced to six pathetic men and women who were more or less begging for their lives.

"Awwwwwwww." Yells out a man who just had his back stomp on by Steinporr which lessened their numbers to five now.

"I must say I am quite disappointed in Oro. Did he really think that sending 50 weaklings to kill me would be enough? Hell, I almost feel insulted. He could have at least sent all of you." Steinporr says to the clearly scared men and women who were still standing.

Steinporr is about to go back on the attack and finish this fight when everyone in the room hears the same voice in their head.

"Steinporr don't kill them all. We need at least one of them alive to provide us with a testimony of Oro's treachery." CC's voice is heard.

Frowning at hearing this Steinporr none the less answers, "As you command Kogo-sama."

"Well this is disappointing. I was really looking forward to killing all of you cunts and being done with it. But Kogo-sama's orders are absolute. The question is which one of you will I let live. She did say after all that she only needed one of you alive. I tell you what the one who gives me the most entertaining fight I will let live and the ones who don't I will kill as slowly as I can." Steinporr says as his geass activates and a small burst of lightning leaves his body.

What follows next is the screams of those left standing as Steinporr takes his time with them. Making sure he gets all the fun he can out of them before taking one of them alive to his rulers were, they will find that they really wished he had just killed them.

-Famous artists and artworks of the world, by Master Tadd-

It can not be argued that the greatest works of art over the last 250 or 300 years have come from the Empire of Numenor. There have been a few exceptions to that in places like the North and Dorne but the primary artists are all from Numenor. Their freedom to express their imagination in their artwork is such that a great many of those artists felt no need to come to Westeros where they would have had to limit themselves. With that said in the year 59BC one of the greatest landscape artists of all time came to Westeros with Bryen the Diplomat when he returned from Numenor.

Her name was Nilesha Baherion and not much is really known about the woman. We don't know who her family was, when she was born or why she came to Westeros in the first place. It has been speculated that she had fallen in love with King Bryen's son Darvor but that can't be proven. What we do know is that do to her the North entered a golden age of artwork featuring landscapes and that they hold the largest collection of her art in the known world. Including such works like the famed Summer over Winterfell, and Lost in the Godswood. Those two works however are only a few of her better-known works. You also have Storm Over the Iron Islands, the Red Sun of Westerlands, and Springtime on the Hills. But probably her most famous piece was the 20- foot by 20-foot painting featuring the members of House Targaryen at the time. The painting includes Aerion Targaryen, his wife Valaena and their three children Aegon, Visenya and Rhaenys. It is one of only two known portraits that Nilesha Baherion ever did and is famed as the only true depiction of Aegon the Conqueror and his sister wives. Though they were only children at the time of its making in later years all three of them refused to be painted again unless the artist could match Nilesha Baherion. Needless to say, no one ever did.

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Well guys and girls tell me what you think. Any ideas any thoughts leave a review.

Now I am putting up the next poll with is a simple question. Seeing as the name Artemis has come in 2nd two times already Lelouch and CC's next child will be named Artemis. The question is should she have a twin named Apollo like in the Greek myths or not?