Game of Thrones: The Prideful One

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I woke up once again to the scorching sun of Dorne. Today was the day we were supposed to leave this litter box Oberyn calls home, I have sand in places where sand should not be in any circumstances, but I had to be a good guest… but god I hate sand.

"My King, my father wants to see you," Tyene said as she entered my room without knocking, one of the many reasons I wanted to leave this place besides my powerful hate for the sand around, was that Tyene was literally trying to get into my pants, like really trying, and usual methods to stop this shit didn't work because apparently she kinda liked that… the more aggressive I got letting her know I didn't want her… the more… sexy I would become.

"Thanks, I'll be there in a min," I grumbled, wondering if breaking her arms would put a stop to her shenanigans, because… not even Oberyn could.

"It's a pleasure," Tyene said biting her lips, as she approached me with a hungry look.

"Ok, I tried being vocal about it… but that didn't work, so I'll be physical with you," I smiled with no emotions behind the smile besides annoyance and a tad of anger, "Try hitting on me again and I will snap your neck, is that clear?"

Tyene smiled, "Crystal, my king," and even after a threat the fucking crazy bitch was horny, what is wrong with these people.

I swear is like she took what Oberyn had and turned that shit to a hundred, like even Oberyn has a sense of self preservation, but this crazy bitch has none, even if I was single I would not fuck her, not at all, rule number one of the man manual, you don't stick it in crazy!

"Begone now," I grunted, pushing the crazy woman off my room.

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[Nick Fury Ravenicus POV]

My mission to stop the bitch ass motherfucker of Euron whothefuckingcares was a total success, the idiot was stranded, walking alone… slowly succumbing to his imminent death, and I was here with my special squad… enjoying every moment of it.

"I can't die here!" Euron muttered weakly, he was starving, and very weak.

"Oh no, are you dying?" I flew toward a rock nearby, "If so let me get some corn, I wanna enjoy this show,"

"You fucking talking bird… I will eat you…." Euron growled crawling over to me.

"Oh no… if only I could fly… oh wait," I flew off the rock, "Well boys load your guns and shoot!" I ordered my squad who did as they were told, "Enjoy what's for dinner bitch," soon after every raven took a number two on him, "Enjoy is the chefs special!"

"I will end your fucking species," Euron growled, his clothes and head covered in bird shit.

"We'll be back after lunch! The boys are practicing their aim, so we'll be back after every meal," I flew off with a sense of satisfaction after I said that, I wasn't entirely sure he would survive long enough to get anywhere.

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[Back to Ronard POV]

After my usually unusual morning, the Ravens fill me in with what was going on in the Twins, apparently Stannis had decided to attack the Twins and was marching to his own death….. if I had to take a guess, Melisandre was behind all that, Stannis was way too experienced… way too seasoned in the art of war to come up with such a strategy.

"So let me see if I get this straight…." Oberyn said, taking a deep breath, "Stannis… is marching towards the Twins with five thousand soldiers… while everyone knows you have around eight five thousand soldiers waiting for you…. plus another forty five thousand coming from Dorne…."

"That's the summary yeah," I nodded.

"That sounds like a very… very stupid idea," Doran commented, "but I suppose we shouldn't complain when the enemy makes mistakes…"

"I suppose," Oberyn nodded.

"Well, it's time to go," I said clapping my hands, getting their attention, "Now that we know Stannis is a thing of the past, we need to move fast… because this also means, I'm the only target the Lannister have left,"

"Wise choice my king," Doran smiled.

It took a week but I finally had what I had come for...an army of forty five thousand dornish soldiers ready to fight and aid me in my quest.

"Time to board the ships," I smiled, happy with how things were going for me so far.

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[Neltharion Mormont Ravenicus]

Father had left me on Bear island with one order, to wait for his signal, he wanted me to stay hidden until the time for me to flight with him into the battlefield came, and there was nothing I wanted more than that, to prove him I was a good warrior like him, a dragon in body, a bear in spirit and a Raven in brains.

I would soon burn his enemies away, and protect our family like he does, the Lannister's? Fuck them I'll burn them, the Baratheon fucks those too I'll burn them, the champion of who knows what? Fuck that guy too I'll burn him, I will be so strong that father will have to rely on me!

*Fuck yeah!* I growled as I breathed fire into the sky.

*Stop that!* A horse complained, *You will start another fire… last time we barely had time to stop it, poor Jimmy will never be forgotten,*

*You are right… poor Jimmy… he will be missed,* I hissed in lament.

*Stop talking like I'm dead!*

*Sometimes I can still hear him,* The horse cried out, *He was the bravest squirrel ever,*

*For the love of nuts it's no fun anymore!*

*He was, he was,* I hissed in agreement holding my laughter in.

*Fuck you overgrown lizard,*

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[Cersei Lannister POV]

The truth about me and Jaime… was spreading like a plague that couldn't be contained… people were starting to question more and more the legitimacy of Joffrey… the only thing that placated them was that they feared our house… rightfully so… but still… the whispers… the looks… everything I had worked so hard to mold was falling apart… but even all this was something I could deal with… what I really feared was at some point father would start asking questions, and doubting my words, if he for a moment believed what those rumors said, he would kill us.

Father only loved one thing and one thing only… his legacy… and if he thought someone would destroy it he would not hesitate to strike back.

"I'm a afraid Jaime," I whispered as I rested my head on his chest.

"Don't be afraid… if push comes to shove I will fight father for us, the entire world if necessary," Jaime reassured.

"Do you really have to leave?" I inquired, wondering why did he had to go and fight for casterly rock when all that mattered was here.

"It's my duty, I fight for you and my children," Jaime chuckled, "And I always will,"

"Don't you dare to die, or I'll kill you," I muttered.

"Only you could do that," Jaimed laughed.

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[Olenna Tyrell POV]

Stannis has finally did it… he well full crazy on us… attacking without strategy… without nothing… to think he was one of the many options I had considered for an alliance knowing his wife was unable to birth him a boy… but I'm glad I didn't move the pieces towards him…

But I suppose I can respect his stupidity to some extent. He is dying on his own terms after all, not many men can say that.

Once a stupid man always a stupid man, now that he had decided to die… all there was left was Ronard, and his allies. This was where the real war started, Ronard had three kingdoms behind him if we counted the iron islands he previously conquered.

"Grandmother the wedding is in a month aren't you excited," I smiled looking at the poor naive girl I loved so much, she was smart but her own innocence and ambition blinded her to the truths of the world, she was marrying and because of that she would hold the title of a Queen… but did that really mattered in the end if we didn't win… she was way too carefree for what was happening around, but I suppose it's my duty to worry for everyone in this family, for now that is.

"I'm thrilled," I replied.