10 Wife NR. 9
Ashara moved closer with swaying hips, slowly she undressed, "Aye, My Lord, this pussy is yours today, tomorrow you have to share it again with my sisters. My Princess even told me how I am to pleasure you, she told me to fuck you as if she was doing the fucking."
With a spell, she made me lose my clothes, Ashara was an eager student, and learned Magic at a fast pace, also, she must have learned the Viagra spell from Luna, although I had a boner from the moment she said she was ordered to shag me. Any man would get a boner when he hears that, we would not be distracted by meaningless shatter or distracting thoughts.
No, the moment a total babe like Ashara said she is going to fuck me, any other topics fade into the background. Elia coming here for a shag or us making a house call are not important anymore, neither is making marriage agreements, that is all for when my balls are empty.
A lot of authors are using this trick to keep the tension up, you know, letting a girl get naked in front of you and delay the shagging until their readers are annoyed… Crap, I better get moving, I am getting annoyed myself.
"And how does Princess Elia want you to fuck me?" I asked, "Something kinky perhaps?"
Ashara straddled me and took Little Dude inside, "After I showed my Lady That book, she ordered me to do as many positions as possible. This is from page four."
Daphne got behind Ashara, and cupped her tits, "Now, that is what I call a challenge, Harry, do all the pages of the Kama Sutra. We will assist Ashara, her slutty Princess has to be satisfied."
That started a wild night, I can not say we did the whole book, but we went through a lot of pages. With the help of the girls, my balls got empty. Sated at last, Ashara left after Luna gave her a memory vial and our Pensieve.
I paled, looked at the girls, and asked, "Is she going to have a porn movie night with her Princess?"
Luna answered with an innocent smile, "Of course, she had to prove she obeyed her orders."
I groaned, "That is why Ashara smiled so strangely when I made all those dirty comments about filling her Princess cunt up just like hers for ordering her Handmaiden to shag me."
Hermione chuckled, "That was why she went with it and shouted to fuck this princess from behind and started sucking Lyanna's pussy."
Susan patted my back, "Don't worry, Harry, we gave our spare Pensieve, we will make another one soon."
Lyanna blushed, "Is this the feeling you have when you are being watched? My heart is pounding in my chest! By the Old Gods! Princess Elia is going to watch how we made love! Oh! I hope Ashara doesn't show it to anyone else!"
Lysa groaned, "You should have told me you were going to do that, Luna! I grabbed Ashara by the hair and demanded that the Whory Princess has to eat this Northern pussy so she could compare it with a Dornish Cunt."
Britta shook her head, "She won't, she is the main focus in that memory, she won't show it to strangers."
Xxxxx
The next morning we went over the things we needed to do, it is quite the list, from Farmer Gate maintenance to teaching the kids Magic. Recently a lot of Crannog teenagers came to study Shapeshifting or Animagus training as we call it.
"We need more Towboats, traffic in the canal will increase now that the Iron Born claws are clipped, we still have to solve the pirate problem on the West Coast, they have a solid base on the Sister Islands, and need to be dealt with soon." Commented Susan
"Maybe I can arrange a joint action with Lord Manderly," I suggested, "maybe we can get some ships out of it."
Lyanna commented, "Getting rid of those pirates will increase trade, a lot of smaller traders avoid coming to the North by ship because of the danger of getting boarded by pirates or Iron Born."
Britta added, "And avoid coming by land due to the heavy taxes at the Twins, although they learned their lesson recently. The taxes are normal these days."
Daphne said, "Lyanna mentioned it yesterday, it is time to get Ashara married to us. We can not wait any longer, we showed our power when we bashed the Iron Born, and dealing with the rest of the rebels made our alignment with Princess Elia clear."
"Prepare some gifts for her parents," suggested Alys, "we can pay them a visit tomorrow, we have been to Old Town, from there it is three or four hundred miles from Starfall, which is only a few hours flying in dragon form."
"We better wait a week or two," said Hermione, she explained, "It has only been a few days since we did all of that. News travels slower in this world, remember, only the North and Princess Elia have the communication Journals, and I doubt Princess Elia will brag about her connection to the Wardens."
"That gives us more time to prepare proper gifts for Ashara's parents," said Alys, "Tableware for the Lady and some armor for the Lord perhaps."
Daphne nodded, "That, with an upgrade of their keep, will do, Harry, you are right about involving the Manderly's. Getting rid of those pirates will benefit us both. Warn Lord Stark though, the Sister Islands are the territory of the Vale. Lord Arryn could take it the wrong way and see it as an invasion."
Susan disagreed, "No, he can't, Daphne. Complaining about cleaning a pirate's nest out means he approved of their actions and letting it fester for years he knowingly obstructed trading to the North. He will keep quiet."
Xxxxx
It took a few meetings through our communication Journals with Lord Manderly to set it into action. Two weeks later, five dragons landed on five ships, a few legilimence spells later defined if they were pirates or not. The pirates were transfigured into colorful pebbles, and the main mast of the ship got a red color. The ships of innocent merchants got green masts.
Lord Manderly arrived with his fleet and confiscated the pirate ships one by one, and sent half of them to White Harbor, the other half to our place. We did all three islands, a point me pirate ship uncovered all the hidden ports, and a visit of a dragon made them run to the hills.
Finally, five dragons landed on the walls of Lord Sunderland's Keep, with a roar we got their attention, Daphne projected her mind-voice to the people in a three-mile radius, [People of the Three Sisters! These last few days we eliminated all the pirate ships of these islands, and we will start hunting the ones that are out at sea! You better change your ways or we will do it for you!]
Lord Arryn did a token protest when he heard of our clean-up, but his heart was not in it. He was negotiating with Daphne and Susan for Farmer Gates if he could get one for each Mountain clan that would reduce their raiding to get food for their people.
The clans were eager for those Farmer Gates too, it meant no more famines and a warm shelter in winter. Delegations from the Clans visited Moat Cailin and witnessed the Farmer Gates and our Magic school where Luna demonstrated what her students already learned. All of the kids had two or more animals they could warg in, going from mammals like little mice to horses, and birds from sparrows to eagles.
The only problem was time to create them, we had a hundred other tasks to complete, and our students were not at that level yet, worse, sixty kids from the Mountain Clans almost doubled our Magic school, kids from seven to thirteen joined the school, Alys became a second teacher to help out Luna when she saw Luna look at a hundred forty kids.
Hermione took pity too and took the oldest students on field trips, gathering trees for Farmer Gates, and trying to warg with wild animals. I made the Farmer Gates for the Mountain Clans, thirty of them. That kept us busy for several months.
Alysane Mormont was a big help too when she returned with her Mother from the wedding, bloody Tywin refused to invite us 'upstarts'. Anyway, she assisted me with the Gates and was getting good at transfiguration, changing iron into stainless steel was out of her reach yet, but shaping it into form, making doors and hinges, creating lakes, and filling it up with water, it took a lot of work from my back.
She is not the prettiest of the Mormonts but a friendly hard hard-working girl… until you get her mad, she kept the Mace she used in Lannisport, her Skull Basher she lovingly calls it.
Xxxxx
Elia you ask? Well, the next night Ashara came back, "Harry, Princess Elia said she would not mind to be your slut occasionally. She got all worked up when she saw the memory, she rubbed her pussy raw while she listened to Alys doing her dirty talk."
Daphne's eyes shined, she found her new pet! "Ashara, once a month, but we have to ward the Red Keep first, I will see to it. Oh, I need to design a new collar, and I didn't bring all my toys when we moved to Westeros, I need to make new ones."
Ashara softly asked Hermione, "Should I be worried for Princess Elia's safety? That sounded dangerous."
Hermione chuckled: "Nah, Daphne is experienced in handling sluts, your Princess will get the time of her life."
A week later, Elia ported into our bedroom with Ashara, Daphne welcomed her, "Elia, in this room you are not a princess, in here you are our lover, our slut as you called it. Tonight you are going to be fucked and you are going to service all of us. This is Master Harry, strip for him, make a nice show of it."
When Elia ported back home, she was very satisfied. Worked over by nine girls and one man made her cum more times than she had in her married life all together. She proudly wore her collar when she left with Ashara.
Daphne sighed, "I missed this, only now I realized how much I miss the other girls, Tracey especially, we grew up together she was a sister to me."
Susan commented, "I feel the same about Hannah, I wonder how they are doing in Alegeasia."
Luna closed her eyes and said: "They are fine, happy, and pregnant."
"I am happy for them," I said, "but we better close off that part of our lives, it is not good to compare both worlds or our alter egos."
Susan sighed, "You are right, I am happy for them, but we are not ready for children here, there is too much to be done."
Xxxxx
Five dragons and five Dragon riders flew from Old Town to Starfall, close enough above the ground to let the people have a good look at us. Lysa was riding me, Britta on Susan, Lyanna on Hermione, Alys on Luna, and Ashara on Daphne. All the girls wore shiny armor in the color of their dragon. Ashara a bit more purplish than blue to stay in her House color.
We landed after circling Starfall a couple of times to get everyone's attention and turned into humans after the saddles were spelled off our bodies. We tried one time to turn with a saddle attached to it, when we turned back into a dragon the saddle was gone, a stupid mistake, it was a gift from the elves and it took a lot of work to make a new one.
Anyway, we took a stroll to the Castle, the city was surrounding the Castle, along the way, Ashara pointed interesting locations and stores out and waved to people she recognized. We drew a lot of attention with our gear, we made it a bit fancy and posh to impress the natives. No, not like the Spanish or the Brits who conned the natives with beads and shiny bubbles to get their lands and gold.
Ah, the good old times, get rich fast… in a way, we are doing the same, we dazzle them with gifts that took no effort for us to make and we get gold and lands in return… A wife in this case.
Lord and Lady Dayne stood in front of their gate and watched us come closer, Ashara ran the last yards and rushed in her Mother's arms, "Mother! It has been too long, I missed you."
Lady Dayne took a step back after the hug to take a good look at her daughter, she did develop nicely over the years, "It has been too long, dear. You left home when you were fourteen, now you are a grown mature woman. Quite beautiful too."
Lord Dayne took a look at his daughter and turned his attention to me, "Welcome, Lord Potter, or is it Dragon Lord these days? Lady Lyanna, Ladies. Break bread and salt, be our honored guests."
"Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Dayne," I said, and continued, "It is Lord Potter these days, Dragon Lord sounds too highbrow and arrogant don't you think so?"
Lord Dayne smiled wearily, "Not when they see five dragons circle your City, it is not. Come inside for refreshments and a meal."
After dinner we gathered in the solar and got to the reason for our visit, Daphne opened the negotiations, "Lord Dayne, as you already know, we all are married to Lord Potter as equals, not one wife is more important than the other to us, we don't care what the outside world thinks of us. From the tournament at Harrenhall, we became close friends with your daughter and kept in close contact with her, the same way she has with you. With those linked Journals."
Lady Dane smiled, "We are grateful for that Journal, Lady Daphne, it made the separation with Ashara bearable. And before you say anything further, we already know what the purpose of your visit is. It is not that hard to guess after all, between the reports from the Capital and our conversations with the Journals we found out a long time ago that her heart was with Lord Potter."
Daphne was relieved, "That makes it easier for all of us, we came to ask for your daughter to marry us, she agreed on the condition that she has your blessing."
Lord Dayne asked, "Nine wives, Lord Potter, that will leave not much for the children, a pie divided by nine, that are small pieces."
I shrugged, "That depends on the size of the pie, Lord Dayne, our pie is very big. I can assure you that any child of ours will have lands and titles, if there are none available here, there is enough room in Essos for all. You must know, any child of mine will be able to change into a dragon and have Magic powers."
Lord Dayne raised his eyebrow, "Are you not afraid that I will spill your secrets, Lord Potter? That was a big secret wasn't it?"
Hermione commented, "We raised privacy charms and confidentiality spells, those will prevent you and us from revealing any secret that is been spoken off, Lord Dayne. You could reveal to us that you are the hidden Emperor of Yi Ti, and we can not tell it to someone else without your permission."
Lady Dayne nodded, "Just like Ashara could not share any of your secrets with us even if she wanted to."
Daphne said: "It protects us both, if Ashara absent-minded spills some secrets, it could get her in trouble. But to come to the point, Does Ashara have your blessing to marry us?"
Lord Dayne sighed: "You had it from the day you spared my son's life and restored Dawn at Harrenhall, Ashara let us know that she preferred a man like Lord Potter and would not settle for less, we have been searching ever since."
Ashara pouted, "Father! You could have told me that earlier, I was a nervous wreck for weeks!"
Lord Dayne chuckled, "I wanted to milk the negotiations out to the maximum, daughter, but looking at five dragons circling the Castle made me change my mind."
Hah! I knew showing up on a dragon was a better way to visit the in-laws! It is way better than showing up in a crappy second-hand car and a pregnant daughter. Yeah, my Dad-in-law was not happy I knocked his sixteen-year-old daughter up. It did not help that I did not have a job and moved in with them. Good times indeed.
Her fourteen-year-old sister was always spying on us when we were making love, those walls were paper thin and not exactly soundproof. Fun fact? Mother-in-law got pregnant too, listening to how her daughter got fucked every evening made the parents horny too. Where was I? A good old times, what is good about them you ask? They are in the past.
"We prepared some gifts," I told Lord Dayne, "And we have some offers if you are interested."
Susan spoke up, "We want to set up a trading company and want Starfall as a second base to cover the south of Westeros. We provide the ships and some trade goods, in time we will build new fast ships that can travel to Essos in record time. We will improve and expand your harbor for that."
Ashara added, "Just as Britta, Lysa, and Alys did, I personally will improve the Castle, Father. You will be amazed at what I can do with Magic."
Well, the in-laws were happy with the presents, cutlery for forty people, plates, bowls, even crystal glasses, spelled with ll kinds of runes. It made Lady Dayne happy, and Lord Dayne proud that there was a coat of Arms on each plate in color. The Armor and weapons were welcome too. It was the last time I played Santa though.
Xxxxx
Back home, we went over the goals we completed, solving the Piracy on the Sister Islands, the Farmer gates for the Mountain clans are a work in progress, we made ten more Towboats for our Canal. We got Ashara officially in our bed and fucked Elia until she passed out. We are that good! Bragging you say? Meh, it is not bragging when it is the truth. I am a Magician, using Magic while fucking is not cheating at all, it is using your skill set.
The Iron Born got their asses whooped, the Greyjoys were killed to the last one, in fact, the whole Island of Pyke was wiped out. Sixty thousand Mercenaries were stranded and took it out on the locals, then they began to fight among themselves, in the end only thirty-five thousand Mercenaries were left and asked for a Parley, meh, not my problem anymore.
The Farmer Gates in the North were settling in, they required less attention from us, we made a deal with the Glovers to harvest the Maple juice from the Wolfswood and gave the recipes to make Maple syrup for a percentage of the production, we handled the distribution… Well, it is mostly Susan doing that with Lysa.
Xxxxx
It is time I turn my eye to the other side of that ice wall, there is a blood raven that has past its expiration date, the children of the forest need some handling and most of all that Night King needs to be handled.
11 Animagus training, a Wedding, and a trip.
But first I have to get my mindset back in order, I realized I went too far with the Iron Born, there were too many innocent lives lost on Pyke, the first to suffer were the Salt Wives and Thralls with their offspring, sixty thousand mercenaries razed the Island, you can guess what I allowed to happen.
I always thought I was a kind of normal guy, leaning towards the good side, you know? To have the Moral High Ground? I must admit that I slipped up badly. Normally I kill the boss and leave the little guys alive.
One night, I told the girls about my worries about how I handled the Iron Born, "You see, I became too ruthless, causing thousands of innocent deaths did not bother me at all. Now I am planning to go beyond the wall and do the same thing. There must be another way to handle this."
Ashara commented: "Your actions saved a lot of lives here, Harry. You prevented at least three Civil wars and a few revolutions. What if the Iron Born got their way with the help of the others?"
Elia, who was visiting this night, added, "I would be dead right now, and the whole of Westeros at war. Harry, by this one-time ruthless action you prevented several future wars, there isn't one noble that thinks about standing up against me after what you did."
"You saved the North from famines, Harry, even the first year we met," said Lyanna, "you warned us of the false spring, so my father bought extra food and warned his Banners. That alone saved thousands of lives."
Hermione hugged me, "Harry, it takes a man to recognize his past mistakes, and it takes a wise man to recognize the mistakes he was about to make. You learn from it and move on."
"Oh? Who said that quote?" I asked, "That is profound wiseness."
Hermione blushed, "I read that in one of my mother's romance novels, The Princess and Her Reversed Harem. The princess was guiding her newest husband to the correct hole when he was poking… why am I telling you this?"
Luna giggled: "Because it is funny. So, Hermione, that princess didn't want to be the meat of the sandwich? How many husbands did she have?"
Alys joked, "If they all are like Harry, then she must have infinite stamina or a lot of lube."
Lysa mounted me and said, "If they all could use Magic to get her off then she would not survive one night."
I grabbed Lysa's hips and started moving, "If I did not have Magic I would not survive you girls either."
My Magic cheat is priceless, up to now I can move and handle objects in a thirty-yard radius at will, telekinesis at its best, I use it mostly as tentacles with hands at the ends, sometimes a hand with an extra big middle finger. Spreading it out like a blanket is another way, it stimulates all their senses at once, most get their buzz in less than a minute if I do that. That is the only way I can handle that many wives.
When I was in Alegeasia I could handle thirty wives with that, more when there was a celebration and the wives got me drunk. Don't look at me like that! We were in Ellesmera, the Capital City of the High Elves and even three-thousand-year-old Elves were looking steaming hot. My only regret is that I could not remember it at all… being drunk sucks. Drinking in Westeros? Never! Nine out of ten are blokes and are looking for a fight when they drink too much… I should have stayed in Ellesmera.
Xxxxx
I decided to focus on our students first, Shapeshifting aka Animagus training. After breakfast, I gathered the older students, most of them Crannog men, into the forest of Luna's Manor trunk. Her trunk is from Alegeasia, all the trees in it are from the Elves forest.
The Wolfswood from the North has some Magic, but it could not compare with the forest of the High Elves, those trees were almost sentient and radiated Magic. We amplified that with our Runes, so this forest is ideal for meditation and animagus training.
Twenty Crannog boys and girls, and five from the North, all of them teenagers or older. Alysane Mormont was the only Noble girl. Dacey would be one too, she is currently shagging her Lannister.
I started my lecture, "Let me first explain what we do differently compared to what your elders do to learn Shapeshifting. Your Elders start with Warging into animals, and once they find an animal they resonate with, they try to Shapeshift into that animal."
I raised my hand to stop the questions and continued, "In our World, we do not Warg, which was banned a few thousand years ago because we got addicted to it and lost ourselves to those animals, often our bodies died while we were Warging. We discovered that we have an inner animal, a reflection of ourselves, not in the way of evil or good, more in the way of predator, loner or herd mentality, Earth or Air affinity, those kind of traits."
"We can find out what animal it is by meditating on it, going in a trance, or using potions. Sometimes a combination of it. What works best is when you have a mindscape, a world inside your mind, our younger students are already working on it, sometimes it takes years to learn it properly."
I pointed to a raised platform, "Grab a cushion and get on the platform, get yourself into a comfortable position. We are using a potion combined with Meditation to find your animal."
Yeah right, like I want to drag those poor kids through the bullshit they taught in the wizarding world, a Mandrake leaf in your mouth for a month? Every morning saying a silly spell, then that potion you have to drink during a thunderstorm and what do you know? They still have to meditate on their animal. It is just a way to discourage animagus training.
Luna handed out the potions and said: "Meditating on your animal is not concentrating on the animal you want to be, but inviting your inner animal to show itself to you. During your meditation, let your mind wander to the habitat your animal is from, mostly it is their nesting place where they raise their young. This potion lasts for two hours and the after-effects can get you a few extra hours. So before taking the potion, there is a latrine if you need to go. Meditating with a full bladder is hard."
Once everyone was ready I gave a last advice, "If you find your animal, spend time with it, study it, hunt or forage with it. It will take days, weeks before you can change, so do not force yourself on the animal, merge with it."
Do they swallow my bullshit? Most of what I said was from Fan Fiction, we learned our dragon form in my mindscape, Lyanna, Britta, Alys, and Lysa are close, they can already change into a Valyrian Dragon in my mindscape and are close to the Alegeasia one. We can not teach that to our students, we use the method the ancient druids used ages ago. The Potter Library and a Hermione combined got us a lot of Ancient Magic that was lost in time.
While Luna and I focused on the older students, Britta and Lisa kept an eye on the kids, each day they had to Warg for two hours, it drove the guards up the wall with all the cats and dogs running through the keep doing mischief. Lyanna and Hermione took the kids from ten to twelve to the coast with a portkey to Warg into wild Seagulls to try and bond with one.
Seagulls are excellent fliers and eat almost anything so they are easy to keep. They are worth their weight in gold… no, Silver, for guarding the coast.
Xxxxx
The wedding of Ashara and me took place in Moat Cailin, the guests… the ones brave enough to come arrived with a timed portkey. We trained our guards to catch them on arrival, to prevent an embarrassing human pile on the floor. We noticed that if we used hoops as portkey people landed upright.
Oberyn and Ellaria represented the Martells, and used the occasion to visit their kids, he complained, "You are spoiling them, Lord Potter! They don't want to come home anymore. Obara told me she is going to be a Lannister Concubine when she turns sixteen… A Lannister! What have you taught them?"
I grinned, "You had to see the look on Tywin's face when Jaime told him he was making Obara his concubine. He does carry a grudge for a long time, isn't he."
Ellaria chuckled, "I would loved to see Tywin's face when he heard it. Doran keeps on grumbling about that old lion who blamed Elia for ruining his daughter's chance to be a Queen. Speaking of Elia, is she coming too?"
Lyanna answered: "She is, all tough to keep the Wardens happy, she will visit the seven capitals after the wedding. A week for each Warden, that is five weeks, the Iron Born still needs to select a new Warden, there are not a lot of volunteers for the job after what happened to the Greyjoys."
"Poor sister, imagine to spend a week with Stannis Baratheon, you will go crazy for less." said Oberyn, "Who else is coming to the wedding?"
"Most of the Nobles of the North," said Lyanna, "they are used to seeing Magic and love the comfort of our Keep. Hoster Tully and the Nobles that are loyal to Elia from the Riverlands, Stannis won't come, Robert and Renly's deaths are linked to Harry and he doesn't want to be the next one. From the Tyrells only Willas is coming as a token, the rest of the Reach are devoted to the Seven and abhor Magic. From the Vale most of the Mountain clans and Nobles, Elbert Arryn is leading them. Jaime Lannister and Dacey, with Tyrion Lannister, are the only ones from the Westerlands, the rest are too afraid of Tywin to show up."
Lyanna smiled and ended with, "Those and the Nobles from Dorne who have yet to arrive."
It was a logistic masterpiece, orchestrated by Daphne, Susan, and Hermione, every Noble brought their guards and maids along, the High Ladies had a set of Handmaidens. Moat Cailin had twenty towers in the past, we rebuilt all of them, fifteen Towers were reserved for guests, so we could host all of them.
It was fun to introduce them to the elevators, we trained lift boys for the job to keep it safe, hesitating at first, but the prospect of doing four to ten sets of stairs made the Nobles quickly adapt to the novelty. The bathrooms were popular too, with flushing toilets and toilet paper, hot and cold water on demand, the maids were discussing how they could take a washing machine back home. Alys designated a team of maids to each tower to guide the visitors into using the new technology and Magic devices.
Each tower had a kitchen and a laundry room in the basement, and a guard station on the first floor. Soon the guards found the exercise rooms and training fields, the guards that had been here before spread the news about the arena and asked to organize a small tournament. The Commander of Stark's Garrison volunteered to set it up, they are the ones who used the facilities all the time, and by doing so they could participate too.
Xxxxx
Elia and her Kings Guards arrived last and are housed in Tower Two, next to ours, She brought her kids along, a clear political statement, it was the first time the kids left the Red Keep to visit a Noble. The girls and I welcomed them, "Regent Princess Elia, Princess Rhaenys, Prince Aegon, break Bread and Salt and be our Honored Guests, Moat Cailin is yours."
Elia ate some of the bread, "Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Potter. I am sure we will enjoy our stay here. Lord Stark, Lord Tully, Ser Willas, Ser Elbert, Ser Jaime, it is a pleasure meeting all of you here. I could not miss the wedding of my most loyal Handmaiden. I am sure we could make time to meet in private to discuss state matters.
Daphne said, "Ladies and Lords, let us first settle Regent Targaryen, the Prince, and the Princess in their quarters, there will be a feast in the main hall in an hour."
Xxxxx
Our cooks were preparing food weeks in advance, we kept them in rooms with stasis spells to keep them fresh and hot. Expensive you say? Well, we cheat a lot, the trick of changing water into wine? We could do that too. We got our sheep, goats, poultry, and horses from the Dothraki, so we only had to buy the pigs and cows. The vegetables came from our Farmer Gates.
Most maids were all but begging to have a job in our Castle and cost us almost nothing, so were the guards, their quarters were better than most Noble's private rooms, their equipment was top quality and the food was edible. Anyway, we hosted close to two thousand people for a week.
The wedding was a blast, the handfasting took place in the Godswood before the Weirwood tree. Yes, the Blood Raven was watching the show, we nerfed him badly though. We warded every Castle and Weirwood tree in the North against Warging. The only thing the Blood Raven could do was watch from the tree. A few well-placed stones around the tree prevented him to Warg into little animals to spy on us.
Ashara stole the show, the girls went overboard with the dress and jewels, anyway, after the handfasting at the tree, the Seven needed their moment too. Yes, we made a temporary chapel and hired a Septon for the Job to keep the Southerners happy.
After the handfasting, the dinner happened, you know, the stereotypical wedding? A blushing bride, a groom that will be glad when it is all over so he can fuck his woman, the father-in-law that is not happy with the bastard his little girl is hooking up. Then there are the relatives, pis-drunk uncles, nephews, and nieces that are mingling with the other side. Guess what? I got them fivefold! The other girls did not have a proper wedding, so they got included in this one.
Tadaa! Here is the wedding night! Do you think you can start with the good stuff? Nah! They were a nervous wreck the whole week and had an exhausting day. Don't wrinkle my dress! So throwing her on the bed and ripping her clothes off is out, even when they won't wear the bloody thing ever again. You got stuck with a tired bride in your bed the most you can do is softly tell her sweet nothings. If your luck is bad, then her periods start the next day, and you are blue-balled for the rest of the week. Don't laugh! It happened! Twice… her sister was the same, I bet they did it on purpose.
Where was I? Ah, Ashara in my bed. Nope, I have a spell for headaches and pepper-up potions if you are tired! This man is prepared! With thirty wives it had to be, although I did not have a lot of ceremonies… now that I think about it, in the previous world, only a small one when I married Princess Galiana, NR 30. The others somehow ended up in my bed and stayed in it.
I grinned at Ashara, "Are you ready for a rough ride, love?"
Ashara grinned back at me, "Get Elia here with the other girls, and we will give you a rough ride husband, one you will not lightly forget."
Shit.
Xxxxx
The rest of the week we had a small Melee Tournament, an archery contest, and an axe-throwing game. The squires had a mall one too. Our students demonstrated what they had learned to the Lords, one cheeky kid let his bird drop one on Hoster Tully.
As host, you have to be everywhere, you don't get a moment's rest, Daphne was tired, nah, the tasks were divided among the girls, I just have to act as a figurehead and attend the meetings of Elia and the Lords.
We discussed the situation beyond the wall, "The reason I came into this world is beyond that wall of ice. The Night King is gathering forces, every dead man will give him a warrior if the body is not burned, by now he has an army of hundreds of thousands of undead. I plan on a scouting trip to evaluate the situation."
Lord Stark asked, "If that army is that big, why are they waiting to attack?"
I shrugged, "I am not sure, my guess is that the Wall is warded against the undead and they can not come close enough to destroy it. It is probably the reason your seasons are so unpredictable. A winter that lasts for years is not exactly normal."
Elia said: "We will wait on your report to make a decision, Lord Potter. I hope you are wrong about those horrors beyond the wall, but we can not always get what we want."
Xxxxx
Oberyn stayed a week longer to spend time with his daughters, they scared the crap out of him when they showed their pet sand snakes, the most venomous kind they could find. Spending warging in them for hours a day made the snakes familiar with humans and recognized the girls as family, they carried a few bottles of antidote for accidents though.
Another one who was not in a hurry to return home was Tyrion Lannister, when he was not exploring our Castle and Canal, he was drinking with the guards and hoping we did not notice him. We did not notice him, his guards and maids stood out though. Meh, a few duplicated bottles of wine and he is happy. Most of the time Tyrion witnessed the Magic classes of the children. After examining the Keep, he was curious about Magic and the possibilities with it. The Portkey to our place was special enough to convince him of the benefits, traveling on horseback for hundreds of miles or by ship with all the risks that come with it, a portkey only takes seconds, the awkward landing is a small price to pay.
Anyway, I think Tywin is glad he is gone, and Tyrion is glad he is away from Dad. The new Whorehouse at the harbor got a steady customer, at least he is good for the economy.
Xxxxx
When the honeymoon was over, I prepared for my scouting trip, for going alone, I could not take my Manor trunk along, a pocket space does not mingle well with an animagus. We tried that once and ended up with a pile of rubble and a few days in bed. A normal trunk with an apartment is the maximum an animagus can take in his transformation.
I loaded up with food and tools, enough to make some cages in case I could catch one, and said goodbye to the wives. To cut travel distances, I ported to the Umbers, changed into my dragon, and flew to the wall. To keep my presence hidden, I flew invisible at 12000 ft, any more was uncomfortable by the lack of air, yes, Dragons need air too.
That evening I landed close to Castle Black and walked the rest on foot to the Castle and knocked on the Gate, a guard looked down from the wall and asked, "What do you want, stranger? Are you here to take the Black?"
"I want you to open the gate so I can get in, and no, I don't want to take the Black, that is not my color, I am more for Autumn taints said the wives. What do I know about fashion anyway? I need to speak to your commander." I answered.
"Huh?" was the intelligent reply, "Why do you want to speak to the Lord commander?"
"Because good man, I have something to tell him, why else do you think I want to speak to him?" was my honest response.
"I can not let anyone meet the Lord Commander for some small talk, stranger. It has to be important or I get scolded."
"Huh?" what the fuck? "Hey comedian! How many people are knocking on this door every day and want to speak to your Commander? What else does he have to do all day besides to freeze his nuts off? Now open the goddamn Gate before I kick it in!"
"Who is the Comedian now? Do you think you can kick the gate in? Be my guest! Kick all you want!" mocked the guard.
I sighed, with a wave of my hand I turned the gate into sawdust and gave it a kick, the gate crumbled down. I looked up and shouted, "Thank you for giving me permission to kick the gate in mate!"
All kinds of alerts went off, soon I was surrounded by men in black, not the ones with sunglasses, these ones had animal pelts and had their swords drawn.
"Where do you get those black animal skins for your costumes?" I asked, "Bears are brown, wolves are gray or brown, ah! You guys paint it black!"
"What is the meaning of this, stranger? Why did you destroy our gate?" asked an officer
I pointed to the guard and answered, "He said I could, so I did." with a wave of my hand the gate was as good as new. "Is this better?" I asked.
Someone came back to his senses, "That is Lord Potter the Magician, Sir. Remember Benjen telling us about him?"
"What? Is my Good Brother gossiping about me? I'll kick his ass if it is something bad." I protested.
Those bastards ruined my fun and took me to the Lord Commander, "Lord Potter what can I do for you?"
"A place to sleep and a talk about the White Walkers and the Night King. "I answered.
He nodded, "We have plenty of rooms to spare, the White Walkers and Night King however are nothing more than rumors and old wives tales for as far as I can tell."
"Well, those old wive tales will be knocking on your wall in a few years," I said, "tomorrow I am going to explore beyond the Wall. If you can spare a guide that is not afraid of heights that would be helpful."
"I'll ask a volunteer tonight at dinner, there are three Rangers here at the moment, there is going to be a volunteer among them." offered Commander Mormont.
At dinner, Commander Mormont asked for a volunteer to guide me up North. A ranger wanted to know for how long. Another was curious why they don't need to be afraid of heights.
I stood up, "I reckon no more than a week, and for the vertigo, you will find out tomorrow."
"I will guide him," said one of them, he missed some fingers, that must be the half-hand what's his name.
"You have my blessing Qhorin, make arrangements with Lord Potter after dinner," said Commander Mormont.
I shrugged, "Dress warm, I'll provide the rest."
Xxxxx
The next morning after breakfast, I went outside Castle Black with Qhorin Half-Hand, I enlarged my trunk and took a big saddle out, I grinned at Qhorin, "Did you love to hear tales about Dragon Riders, Qhorin Half-Hand? If you can manage to saddle one you be the first one in a long time."
"Huh?"
12 Beyond the Wall.
"What I meant was you have the opportunity to be a Dragon Rider for a week," I said, while I took a hanger out of my trunk and handed it to Qhorin, "Hang this on your neck, if you are in a life-threatening situation, grab the locket and say 'There is no Place like Home'. There is no need for Ruby slippers or clicking your heels."
Qhorin took the locket in his hand and studied it, he looked up at me, "There is no Place like Home?"
Dumbass ported back into the Commander's office of the Castle, patiently I waited for him to come back out. A few minutes later the gate opened and Qhorin walked up to me, "That was really unpleasant, Lord Potter, but it is quite useful as an emergency measure. Now, where is that Dragon, and how does that saddle work?"
I explained how and why the legs have to be strapped in and the buckles on the waist. I ended with, "Most of all, Qhorin Half Hand, remember that a dragon is not a horse, Dragons have a bad temper if they are treated like animals. Too much disrespect and it will be Half a Qhorin instead of Qhorin Half Hand"
I changed before his eyes and said: "Put the saddle on Qhorin, and remember, no 'Giddy Up' or clacking with your tongue, and don't try to steer me with your legs."
It took a few minutes before Qhorin had the guts to put the saddle up under the full interest of the Men in Black, who were manning the walls of Castle Black and refused to come out to help. It could have been my fault for glaring at them and showing a full set of teeth, or the black puffs of smoke coming out my nose.
Finally, he was strapped in and asked: "Where are the reigns?"
I turned my head, looked him in the eyes, and growled: "If you ask that again you will be called Half a Qhorin for real."
With a big roar I took to the sky, climbing almost vertically while Qhorin used his whole arsenal of swearwords, when I leveled out he yelled: "By the Old Gods, you bloody Dragon! Are you trying to scare me out of my skin?"
"While I am in my Dragon form, the qualities and instincts of the Dragon are amplified," I explained, "and one of the biggest features of Dragons is their pride. Do remember, Qhorin Half Hand, I am Lord Potter, not one of those Valyrian Wyverns. Do you have an informant beyond the wall that sells reliable data?"
"Aye, fly a few degrees West to the North, to Craster's Keep. It is a week travel on horseback…" puzzled he looked around and asked, "Why don't I feel any cold or wind?"
I answered, "That will be the saddle, it is spelled to form a bubble around the Rider to merge with the Dragon, it prevents the Riders from dying on our back from cold or bad weather. It also helps the aerodynamic."
Qhorin grumbled, "I better not ask what aerodynamic means, that awful feeling in my ears, is that normal?"
"Yeah, that happens when you gain altitude too fast, put something in your mouth and chew, it will pass."
That stopped the conversation, I took a look at a map yesterday, so I had an idea of where I was heading, along the way I was thinking about the messed up logic in this world. Come on, a winter that lasts for years? No wild animal will survive that! A bad winter can last for six months, animals like Deer and Bears have a fat reserve to survive, rodents can chew on some dry grass and seeds, but a winter that lasts two years for example? That is four bad winters in a row! Where will they find food? How long will they survive on their fat?
The situation beyond the Wall is even worse, there is frost all year around, so on what do they survive? On Magic I suppose, there is no other explanation that matches. Mr. M. is not in touch with the forces of Nature I think. Anyway, we ended up here and have to make the best of it.
We reached Craster's Keep after lunch, we flew high enough to pass for birds, to keep our approach a secret, I tried to do a fast landing, that went out of the door, Qhorin screamed like a little baby all the way down, he never heard of a Wrongski Feint or a roller-coaster… He never was in the air either I suppose.
That puts puked all over me! I had to vanish it all before he could remove the saddle. When I changed back I glared at him, "Really? Why the fuck were you vomiting on my body? That was bloody disgusting!"
Qhorin turned to me, "Let me get this straight, Potter, one more stunt like that and I walk back to Castle Black. I fucking know you did this to mess with me, I am not a rookie anymore, so drop the bullshit."
"Well, sorry I hurt your tender feelings," I shot back, "for your information, I have to hide the presence of Dragons from the Night King, landing in plain daylight had to be done fast to reduce the chance of being discovered. Your girly screams could have awoken the dead in a range of a mile, literally."
I pointed my finger to Craster's Keep in the distance, "No doubt they heard you and saw me land. Do not accept bread and salt, Qhorin, there is a chance I need to harm them if they see the dragon."
Xxxxx
We walked the last half mile to Craster's Keep while Qhorin explained the situation of that family, "Craster is a son of a bitch, he lives there with his wives and daughters, he is handy with weapons and has a temper. He is neutral to us and often shelters us when there is a storm and we are in the neighborhood."
The house was on a hill, also not logical, in a land with harsh winters, a sheltered valley is a better solution. It is quite big too, according to Qhorin there are almost fifty women living with Craster in a big open hall. To me, it was a bit troubling that the Night Watch allowed that man to do whatever he wanted in return for his questionable help.
A few of the women saw us coming and Craster was waiting for us to arrive, Craster was a big muscular man, the women were like scared rabbits, afraid to look us in the eyes. Their ages varied from over fifty to baby zero.
I held my hand up and said, "Why don't we skip the chit-chat, and get right down to the point? Imperio! Answer truthfully! What did you do with your sons after they got born?"
Craster's eyes glazed over and answered, "I leave them out in the woods as a sacrifice to the White Walkers so they leave me alone."
My next question made Qhorin freeze up, "Did you sell the secrets of the Night Watch to the Wildlings?"
"I did," answered Craster.
I pushed further, "How did you get those secrets, and why did you sell them to the Wildlings?"
Craster grinned, "Those Crows spill everything they know when they see a set of tits or a bare leg, I sold those secrets for food, women, and to leave me alone."
"Are you fucking your daughters too, Craster?" was my last question.
With a cruel smile he nodded, "And my granddaughters after they got their first moon-blooding."
I smiled cruelly and commanded: "Take a knife, go to your pigs in your stable, undress, and lay down on the floor. Then cut your belly open, slit your throat after that. Go!"
Facing Qhorin I said, "The days that the White Walkers get new members are over, Qhorin. The little benefits you got from that creep are lost by the secrets he sold to the Wildlings and the boys he offered to the White Walkers. Ah, he got his knife, follow him if you want to see how far he will obey my commands."
Qhorin studied my face for a moment and followed Craster into the pigsty, Craster stripped out of his clothes, he messed up the order of undressing sexy completely! He started with his pants, and had to pause to remove his boots, totally not sexy at all! But then again, the women were not watching and Qhorin did not give a rat's ass.
Craster got down on the floor between his pigs and did his Seppoku, he slit his throat after that. Cruel you said? Nah not cruel at all, I let him slit his throat otherwise the pigs would have eaten him alive. See? I am still on the good side. Qhorin doesn't think that when he walked out of the stable, the pigs were not that hungry yet and he was not planning to wait for it.
I amplified my voice and called out, "All women that want to have a new life in the North, gather here in front of me. I guarantee fair treatment, food, and shelter. Women that want to join the Wildlings or stay here can stay inside."
One of the older women asked out loud, "Are we going to be slaves?"
I shook my head, "No, you'll be free folks, living on my land like all the other small folk serving under my rule. If you are not happy with me, you can always move to another Noble or City."
Another older woman looked at Qhorin, "Crow! Is what he said true or a trick?"
Qhorin held his one-and-a-half hands up and answered: "I did not see it personally, but what I heard should be true. Lord Potter is a Noble that is ruling a big piece of land and a Castle. He can easily give all of you shelter. What I can tell you is that staying here is going to be difficult. The Wildlings will come to steal the young ones and rob the food, the older women will starve."
While the women were discussing their options, I took my journal out and contacted the girls to inform them of the new arrivals and to house them. Alys will deal with them, probably settling them in a Farmer Gate. The harbor or our castle would be overkill if we put them there, meh, Alys will handle them.
Qhorin scared them good, all of them wanted to move to my place, I created ten hoops and turned them into Portkeys. "Ladies, girls, and children! Grab hold on one of these hoops with the bags you want to take with you, don't lose your grip whatever happens! Ready? Cailin City Go!"
The women left, after we scanned the house for stragglers, Qhorin said: "You got them all, Lord Potter, what will happen to them?"
I shrugged, "Exactly what I told them, Qhorin Half Hand, they'll get fair treatment. What do you think, can Castle Black use some farm animals? We can not keep them here."
Qhorin nodded: "Aye, but not those pigs, and you better send them to the courtyard instead of the Commander's office."
We checked on the animals, the pigs were not yet feeding on Caster's body, his smell was too familiar and they were hesitating to start. I vanished the body, and an hour later Castle Black had meat on the menu. We better not waste food. Qhorin tied a letter on the last goat to explain the animals and report Craster's fate, they lost their source of information but eliminated a snitch at the same time.
"We are not done yet, Qhorin," I commented, "we still need to see those White Walkers with our own eyes, maybe capturing one or two for evidence. It is getting late, we stay here for the night and move out tomorrow. I'll prepare dinner."
I enlarged my trunk and opened the third compartment, under Qhorin's curious gaze I took some dishes out, closed the compartment, and opened the seventh one, I beckoned him to follow me inside. With wide eyes Qhorin stepped into my apartment, it was quite big, with a living room, a kitchen, three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, and storage.
I pointed Qhorin to a room, "Wash up, the food will still be perfect even after a few hours."
Dinner was fast food, my trunk had a compartment with stasis charms and was full of leftover dishes from our wedding day. Qhorin's mood improved when he ate the meal, after the bath and bed in the apartment trunk, he was almost begging for a trunk.
It is good to be able to show off. Bragging you say? Nah, I just showed what life we are living, that the Night Watch doesn't have that kind of luxury is not my fault. I did not have that kind of luxury in my old life either, there I was the gawking one that looked at the yachts and the babes that populated it.
Xxxxx
Before I changed into a dragon, I used some point-me spells to get a general direction to search for my next target. We saddled up and left to explore further, my goal was to find the hill with the Weirwood trees and the Children of the Forest, most of all to find that three-eyed Crow underneath in the caves.
That crow must be frustrated by now, every Farmer Gate is warded against Warging, the connection is gone when they come in a range of fifty yards of the Gates, so are most of the Weirwood trees and castles in the North, only the ones that are keyed in could warg freely in our keep, it must drive that crow mad that the Red Keep and Kings Landing are off limits for him too.
Well, I am flying in the direction of my point-me spell, looking for that hill and the White Walkers. At a slow pace to get a good look at the surroundings we advanced deeper into the woods. It could not be that far, Bran Stark reached it on foot in the movies… I think. I never saw the last seasons of that show, I lost interest when the plot went from "hard to believe" to "you have to be a moron to believe that it is possible'.
The curse of long-lasting TV shows: New Storylines to keep the audience hooked. Hey! The last four Seasons were a Dream! Rachel! I love you! We were on a break! Luke, I am your Father! Leia is your sis! Hmm? Yeah, that is a movie. Where was I… crap! I passed it!
I turned around and landed a mile from the hill, "Remove the saddle Qhorin, they noticed us already," I said, "whatever you do, keep your head cool, you will see some strange creatures."
I could see through the illusion, the whole hill was covered with illusions and a barrier. Probably to keep the White Walkers out. I stored my saddle, walked to the barrier, and pushed on it to let my presence known. After a half hour, some small peoplish kind of creatures came before me on the other side of the barrier.
"We did see a crow riding a strange dragon, we did not see you and now the strange dragon is gone," said the small creature, it looked like a cross between a Kid and a House Elf that rolled around in a heap of old leaves, it asked: "Are you a Shapechanger?"
I nodded, "I am, my name is Harry Potter, we need to talk, to you and to that crow that is lurking in one of your caves."
"My name is Leaf, to my left is Coals, to my right is Black Knife," said Leaf, "Are you here to harm us or the Greenseer, Dragon Potter?"
I shook my head, "No, I will not harm your people, your Greenseer however, that depends on what he will have to say for himself. If he is trying to help our people then I will not harm him, otherwise, if he is working for his selfish interests, then he will die."
Black Knife asked something with a sneer, Leaf translated: "Do you think we will allow you to harm our Greenseer, Dragon boy?"
I shrugged: "No, you will kill him yourself if he is a bad person, Black Knife. This crow can testify that I am able to do that."
Qhorin spoke up, "Yesterday I witnessed Lord Potter force Craster to confess all of his crimes, including offering his sons to the White Walkers. Then he ordered Craster to kill himself, which he did."
I smiled, "I am here to talk with your people. About your Greenseer, I want to know what he is planning down South," I looked around and continued, "I can add to your defenses so that the Night King himself can not get in if you want."
Man, I love to play the mighty Wizard! The Master of Death! I decide your Fate! Bow! Grovel! And the best part is that none of my wives are here to slap the back of my head! They do that a lot, you see, to keep my feet on the ground they say. Hah! I am a dragon, not a mule!
Luna's Patronus appeared and said, "Get a grip, hubby, we can use them in our Farmer Gates to manage the forest."
I sighed and complained, "It sucks when one of the wives is a part-time Seer. Leaf? Are we allowed to visit, as my Luna just said, we can use your skills."
That or they have a listening spell on me and are spying on me… Crap, there are listening spells on me? They are so going to get spanked when I come home!
Xxxxx
We were escorted inside the cave system and met the leaders of the Children of the Forest, I made my sales pitch, "You all noticed it too, the Others are on the move. Between now and twenty years they will swarm over the land like an unstoppable plague. They will not let you be, even with the extra protection I can add, you will eventually run out of food and resources. Be honest, a world filled with the undead is not something to look forward to, isn't it?"
That will scare them, now my offer, "My mission here is to bring balance back in this world, that balance includes a place to live for your people too. All over the North, we have... Pocket Worlds could be a good name for it…"
I explained the workings of the Farmer Gates and the benefits they could get from it if they agreed to manage the forests in the gates.
I ended with: "At the moment we have about a hundred-twenty of them, that is about 6000 square miles of forest that have no winter for you to live in peacefully. We can think of something that will allow you to move between the Gates and even offer you a home Gate of your own."
Qhorin added; "Lord Potter can negotiate with Lord Stark to grant access to the woods of the North now that the competition for food resources is almost gone."
Leaf, after discussing it with his elders said, "We are tempted by your offer, Dragon Boy, but the past taught us hard lessons that are not easily forgotten. But first, how are you planning to deal with the Others? They have a vast army that is growing bigger every day."
I answered: "I will deal with the Others, the key is to kill the Night King, he is the anchor that keeps the spell working." I continued, "I also know that the Night King is a creation of the Children of the Forest, a desperate move to turn the tide of the war that backfired."
Leaf hung her head and said, "That is our shame indeed, we paid for it dearly too. Deal with the Night King, and we will try to be a part of your world, Dragon Boy. We put our trust in you if you can succeed. For now, we follow the Greenseer's plan for the future."
"That brings us to the next topic, the Three-Eyed Raven." I said, and explained, "What I know about him is that he is trying to get on the Iron Throne, by luring a fellow Greenseer here and taking over that boy's body. I prevented that future from happening, I want to know what he is planning now."
I smiled: "I promise that I will not harm him."
Xxxxx
The Bloodraven was a sorry sight to see, skin and bones kept together with roots, I wonder what is in control, the man or the tree? The Bloodraven looked at me with his single eye to study me.
After a minute he spoke up, "You turned everything upside down, boy. The future I foresaw is ruined by you, you blocked my view of the North and Kings Landing, and I can not see the Future anymore. Are you here to kill me?"
I shrugged, "From where I am standing, it looks like you died a long time ago, Brynden Rivers. The Bloodraven died the moment you grew roots in this cave. The entity some call The Stranger got me here to deal with this situation, apparently, you do a lousy job with it. I do have some questions for you though. Imperio!"
I grinned, "Now, Brynden Rivers, once you are the ruler over Westeros, what are your plans with the Children of the Forest? Are you going to keep your promises?"
With glazed eyes, the Bloodraven answered, "They can stay here, as soon as I sit on the Iron Throne my need for them is over. They will never accept them South of the Wall, and I will not weaken my position to fight for their rights."
I nodded, that was what I expected, I pushed further, "What do you think of the children of the Forest?"
The Bloodraven frowned: "They are abominations, they created the Night King and are against our way of life, there can never be peace between us."
Leaf paled and asked, "Why can't we live in harmony, Greenseer? There should be room enough for all of us to live in." I added, "Answer truthfully."
The Bloodraven turned his head to Leaf, "I descend from Dragon Riders, we are Fire, born from Magic, you are nothing more than firewood. In the end, you would revolt against me."
I chuckled: "You dare to call those pathetic Wyverns true Dragons? The Valyrians created those with Sacrificial Magic with Wyverns from Sothoryos, to fight against the Rhyonar and their Water Magic."
I stretched and sighed, "I agree on one thing with the Maesters, those mindless dragons better not return into this world. They have too many flaws."
With a snap of my fingers the Bloodraven was dispelled, I told him, "I promised them not to harm you, and I won't. Accio Dark Sister! Ah, here it is. Goodbye, Brynden Rivers."
When we walked away, Qhorin commented, 'That is a dangerous spell you have, Lord Potter, I hope you won't abuse it."
I shrugged, "I can't, if I did, they would think I let them say whatever I want them to say. I use it only if I am in a hurry, like now."
The sound of screams and cracking bones came from behind us when we walked away. Leaf walked next to us and said, "Thank you Dragon Boy, visit us when the Night King is finished, if you can, plan for a space to house Giants and Mammoths, they are our allies and their living space is getting smaller."
Hmm? Now that I think about it, these House elves wannabees are letting me do all the work?