"The actors are ready, let's start the show." Aenar Targaryen, looking at the majestic castle on the mountain.
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Aenar looked away from the battlefield of Harrenhal, the smile on his lips could not be more hidden. The Black Dagger was just a test, but he himself hadn't expected it to be so successful as to cause such significant injuries to the God of the Seven Faces.
However, Aenar knew that this method would only work when the God in question gave his blessing to a mortal or the God himself possessed a human, thus creating a bridge between the mortal and the divine, allowing the attack to reach the God's divine body.
At the same time, the Dragon Glass Black Dagger was not so easy to make, especially the runes that had to be written on the extremely fragile obsidian material. In years, only three had been successfully made, which showed how delicate Aenar had to be when writing the runes.
However, the results of the test were more than satisfactory, they were exquisite. The God of the Seven Faces would have to retreat to heal, although he didn't know how long the God of the Seven Faces would need to recover, this time gained was something to be pleased about.
Not only did he have to lead with the Cold God in front of him, he also had to guard against being stabbed in the back by the God of the Seven Faces. Aenar had to be cautious when it came to these two gods.
Especially when it came to the final outcome of the battle, where the gods could go mad and use everything they had to defeat him. Facing a mad god and a rational god were two completely different things. Even Aenar didn't want to fight a god who was determined to die with him.
So when the final battle took place, Aenar had to ensure that both gods were seriously injured, to the point that they fell into a deep sleep to recover from their injuries.
"I'm weak." Aenar muttered. If he was strong enough, he could have reached the Dimension where Gods existed and killed the God of the Seven Faces directly, without bothering to make plans and conspiracies.
Unfortunately, Aenar was far from being able to kill a God with his own power, but that didn't discourage him.
Humans hunted mammoths not by force, but by intelligence and making plans. Aenar was merely imitating the ancient humans by creating plans to kill a prey much stronger and larger than the humans themselves.
"Leda." Aenar put the wine glass back on the table and spoke. At the same moment, the extremely tall woman with pale blonde hair and grey eyes, wearing light white armor, entered the room.
Aenar spoke with a smile. "Let's start the show, all the actors have arrived and the stage is ready."
"Let's go to the Eyrie."
Leda noticed that the King was in a good mood, even overjoyed, although she didn't know what had happened to make him so happy, she didn't bother to think about why and obeyed Aenar's orders. "Yes, My King."
With Aenar's orders, the Northern Army, which was already anxious to return to the Riverlands, advanced towards House Arryn's headquarters.
Harrold Arryn, the new Lord of the Vale, Eddard Stark, Lord of the North and Aenar I Targaryen, King of the Seven Kingdoms were in the front line.
All three had the highest status at the moment, but Leda knew that Harold was unlikely to enter the center of power at Aenar's court. Not for lack of ability, but she herself knew that Aenar wanted to decentralize the power of the Nobles and would accept trained commoners as members of his new government.
Putting too many nobles in the Court was tantamount to the King's power being thrown to the nobles. Although Aenar was confident of controlling the nobles with dragons, he wasn't stupid enough to allow such a thing to happen at his court.
It was better to be safe so that something like this didn't happen, so Leda knew that Harrold was just a dog with a high status in her eyes
However, Harold's high status was still very useful in keeping the Valley's vassals under control and calm.
"How strange, at that moment we would be attacked by the Hill Clans." Harold commented when he saw that they hadn't been attacked even after half a day's travel. This was unprecedented for him, as even he had been attacked while traveling through the Vale.
Eddard looked at Aenar and Leda, he still remembered how they both looked after returning from the attack by the Hill Clan. Leda was fine, without a drop of blood, but Aenar was practically drenched in blood, as if he had dived into a lake of blood.
The Lord of the North could imagine what had happened to the Hill Clans, they had all been killed by Aenar and Leda.
The problem that had always plagued the Lords of the Valley had been solved in less than half a day. If this was known, he could imagine the reaction of suspicion and disbelief if they heard that Aenar and Leda had massacred the Hill Clans.
"We're here." Eddard didn't speak to resolve Harold's doubts and spoke, looking up at the majestic castle, almost as if it had been built in the bowels of the mountain itself.
"The Eyrie."
Harold looked at the castle as if he were seeing a beautiful naked woman before him. This was the most impenetrable castle in the Seven Kingdoms, even compared to Harrenhal, the Eyrie was not inferior to the legendary castle.
That same castle would be his home, then his children's homes and then his children's children's homes.
"How are we going to get in?" Maege, Lady of Bear Island, asked, looking at the castle, she couldn't imagine how they could conquer a seemingly impenetrable castle.
"Just as Visenya conquered The Eyrie almost three hundred years ago." Aenar commented in a calm, deep tone. Even with an elite army like the Northerners, he knew it was impossible to conquer the seat of House Arryn.
The very road that led to the castle couldn't accommodate more than three hundred soldiers, so how could a mere three hundred soldiers conquer what was considered the most impenetrable castle in the Seven Kingdoms?
So Aenar didn't plan to use the soldiers to attack the castle, he and Leda would conquer the castle personally!
Under everyone's shocked eyes, Caraxes landed on the ground with a loud, heavy thud. His huge body made everyone dare not look at the Crimson dragon.
Although he had seen the dragon flying high, Harold couldn't help but swallow dry, he felt real terror at seeing the crimson beast so close to him. the Beast was so close that he could feel the heat emanating from the creature and the sulphur in the air.
Honestly, he really wished that such beasts had never existed in the world, this was not a power that humans should control.
However, even if he were a hundred times bolder, he could never utter such words, especially with Aenar by his side. Although he doubted that Aenar would kill him, he didn't want to be punished and sidelined at court in the future because he said something he shouldn't have.
"Brother, let's fly for a moment, let the people in that castle see your majestic figure." Aenar spoke in High Valyrian to Caraxes, who just let out a lazy guttural growl. As one of the most powerful beings in the world, the dragon seemed too lazy to care about such small ants.
Aenar and Leda climbed into the saddle and under everyone's gaze, the dragon took a few steps forward and spread its colossal wings, which seemed to cover the sky with their wingspan.
Caraxes was almost ninety meters long, not counting his tail. To support such a body in the air, the dragon's wings were three times the size of his body, making his wings really big and having a great impact on people's minds.
Aenar felt Leda's body shudder with the loud beats of the dragon's wings. He couldn't help but smile amusedly. The woman who could take on entire armies without fear was actually trembling at the altitude.
Which made him realize that overcoming fears was really something he had to do for his subordinates, especially those who were close to him. These weaknesses could not be exploited by his enemies.
At the same time, Aenar was already thinking about the training that his soldiers and even his sons and daughters would go through. He wouldn't raise spoiled boys and girls, his sons and daughters would be real men and women, not arrogant, vain princes and princesses.
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