Game of Thrones: The Prideful One

The battle continued, blood, heads, life, and death everywhere, I didn't have time to analyze the situation I just rode on my battle bear, charging at the few enemies that were left.

Killing anything that had Bolton colors on my path.

After my display of sheer strength with the giant man, and with us crushing the soldiers outside, the few remaining soldiers outside the castle surrendered.

I can't blame them, if your Lord is not ready to die with you, then you shouldn't be prepared to die for him.

Now we had to destroy his castle, but Lord Bolton was cruel, my little birds sang that he wanted to use the peasants as a shield, a human shield.

A shield to keep the honorable Ned Stark at bay, Lord Bolton knew this was only a mere delay to his unavoidable demise, but every second counted.

He may have hope something would come up, maybe the Lannister's to help, I don't really know, and I don't really care.

After the battle, we were once again called to the war tent, where Lord Stark started to go over the situation.

"The coward is with his tail between his legs, hiding inside his castle," Maege growled, "coward!"

"Aye," I nodded, as I machinated a plan to infiltrate the castle and kill the bastard, I had better things to do.

"I say we burn the castle; the rats will come right at us!" One of the lords in the table offered grinning.

A bit harsh, but effective, but I hardly doubt Lord Stark would approve of such methods, I know I wouldn't unless it was absolutely necessary, and even then it would be a hard choice.

"We won't do such a thing!" Ned said sounding offended, "We have won, he must understand he can't hold this charade, not for long,"

I knew he wouldn't go it, he is honorable and just to the point is stupid, but that makes him the only person I don't think would stab me in the back.

"We will wait, he will die, eventually," Robb added.

I sighed as I stared outside the tent for a second, wondering what could I do to push this situation to move faster, Lord Bolton had enough food to survive a couple of months, and his castle was good enough to hold for weeks against us.

I had better stuff to do than stay here, waiting for the rats to come out, I would kill rats first.

Lord Stark didn't want to kill innocent people, so my plans were limited to nonlethal options for civilians.

And then the answer came to me, animals, my control over them was the solution, with the right amount of animals I could stage Lord Bolton suicide.

I could have a bird or a rat put poison inside his drink, and no one would suspect of me.

After his death, it was just a matter of time, to wait for his few loyal men discovered his dead body, they would immensely surrender, not having anything to fight for.

"That's is all," Lord Stark voice brought me back to reality.

"This will be over soon," I smiled, giving the lords a foreshadow.

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My idea was flawless until the moment of truth; the first bird died immediately by poisoning itself.

Which brought me to square one, I would use a bird to make him fall from a tall building.

This idea didn't require any poison; my little birds could consume by mistake and would be considered an accident or a suicide.

I sent forty ravens to the mission; they were loyal ravens, which only desire was to serve me and get some corn, not necessarily in that order.

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[Raven Corn Elite Force—- RCEF —POV]

We were tasked with one mission, to push the human, to make him fall, and we would complete the mission.

Corn was our price, and with blood, with would earn that corn.

*Caw!* One of my partners gave the sign; the human was on the move.

With all our strength me and my forty brothers crashed against the man, pushing him over the edge of this castle; the deed was complete.

Or so we thought, we were in fact wrong and had to kill the other five-man until we got the right one.

We got the right one when we heard some say get out of here Lord Bolton after we pushed the man, we left.

We had killed six bald looking Bolton lookalike man, but we had earned our corn, and perhaps just perhaps I would get some petting, the bears seem to think they are superior because they get it.

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[Back to Ronard]

"So... you guys killed six people in total," I didn't know what to think of it, but if they succeeded, it was good...

*Cawwwwww!* the Raven leader nodded his little head with his feathers puffing up with pride.

"You want some corn now, do you?" I chuckled.

*Cawww!* the Raven nodded but approached me, offering me his little feathery head.

Oh god, the crow wanted to be petted; this is both adorable and creepy; he wants to be petted for killing six people.

"Fine, but don't tell the other birds, I can't pet all of them," I laughed as I petted the crow.

*Caw...(This is marvelous, I have to tell my brothers and sisters that there is something almost as good as corn!)* the crow was enjoying the petting, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.

As I petted my loyal bird, one of Lord Stark men entered my ten, "Lord Bolton has been found dead! Lord Stark is calling all the lord to the war tent,"

"Oh, I wonder how?" I feigned ignorance as I petted the bird, before giving the man a response, "Tell lord Stark I'll be there in a minute,"

House Bolton was gone, and in the end, the battle was not what I had expected; my fears while not unfounded were not as big.

"I'll pet you later buddy, I have a meeting," I smiled at the crow who nodded eagerly.

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Lord Stark called us to let us know about Lord Bolton terrible demise, some said he killed himself like a coward.

Others said it was the old golds delivering justice upon him.

Others said it was witchcraft, but in the end they all agreed it was for the best.

Now it was time to discuss the winnings.

I wanted part of the lands to create new income source for me, and the north, soon the war would star and made would be of great help.

But I guess I'll have to wait and see

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[Robb Stark POV]

Lord Bolton had jumped out of his castle ending his life.

My first real battle and we had won.

"The soldiers will surrender, and we will take the castle," Father said.

"I know it's a bit too early but are you going to appoint a new to the lands or just let them be," Lord Mormont asked, the man had a calculative look on his face, he wanted something out this.

"I haven't decided yet, why?" Father inquired, probably noticing what I saw too.

"Well, I wanted to invest, and create new income sources for the North, I will soon reach the land capacity of my lands, so if I could expand it would be most welcomed," Lord Mormont wanted to expand his fortune and the north riches, it was no secret the man was a genius both in business and in battle, I would know I saw him pierce a man's skull with his bare fist.

"You want all these lands for you lad?!" One of the lords growled, clearly upset with Lord Mormont.

"Oh dear no, I just want a piece so that can add some factories and villages for my workers, I don't care how much land I get, because regardless of it I will make it profitable," Lord Mormont smiled at the lord with a mocking expression, he was saying in other words, no matter what I get I will make gold out of it, but I don't think the same goes for you.

"How dare—-"

"What do you plan to do?" Father inquired shutting up the other lord, like me he was curious, and probably interested to invest, in a trustworthy northmen to make money for our house.

"Well, I had some plans to make our crops more reliably stable, we can't depend on the Tyrells forever," Lord Mormont said with a smile.

"I would love to hear those plans," Father said with conviction, having a self sufficient north was his dream.

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Author note: here it is.

Ronard is learning to use his birds for more than information.

Also guys: I have a fic I've been writing on my notes for a while.

A gamer in the MCU, but the gamer power would be a bit different.

Let me know if you guys would want to see that.

So far for that one I have 9 chapters ready, around 14k words.