Chapter 7: Chapter 6 - Last Day in Winterfell
'Things can never be simple for me now, can they?' Orys thought as he read the latest piece of info one of spies in King's Landing had sent to him through a magical owl. These owls were only used by Orys and his men, and they could travel all over Westeros within a couple of days.
It was the morning after he had fucked the Tully MILF silly and left her filled with his seed. He had arrived to his room pretty late the previous night but the feast was still going on. huh, who would have thought that the Stark family loved to party since he knew that his father was pretty much passed out in his cups or in the arms of a Northern Whore.
Back to the letter, it said that Varys had already started preparing to envelop the realm in chaos and had started gathering proof about the bastardy of the 3 Royal children, his younger siblings. Even if he wanted, he could not refute the fact that Orys was a Baratheon, but his green guys could cause problems since Baratheons were known to have either blue or purple eyes. But he did not care about that since he had already planned to get rid off Varys soon.
He was now breaking fast with his family, as he was joined by his mother, siblings and uncle Jaime. Guards were stationed outside while the family enjoyed their food.
"Well nephew, looks like you will have an extremely beautiful girl as your wife soon," an amused voice was heard as the door opened.
"Jealous, uncle Tyrion?" Orys japed, as he got up and hugged his favorite uncle. The two were fairly close since Tyrion loved all of Cersei's children while Orys greatly respected Tyrion for his intellect and cunning, while the others could not even look past his height. Orys had helped Tryion set up a business and a new life in the Eastern Continent, causing Tyrion to be eternally grateful to him.
Tyrion and Jaime greeted each other with a hug as well while Tyrion nodded towards Cersei and Joffrey before he was swarmed by Tommen and Myrcella who wanted to know about Essos and his life there.
The session was soon over and only Tyrion and Orys remained in the room.
"You were right nephew; it seems that the Cheese Monger had indeed given refuge to the Targaryen family in his manse. Viserys is being kept in line by the King's Guard, but they are wimps who while strong as knights were only lapdogs of the Targaryens. Rhaegar's last son with Lyanna Stark, Prince Jon is currently being taught how to rule by his grandmother, the Dowager Queen Rhaella. He is a good lad but his head has been filled with honor by his mother and Ser Arthur.
Princess Daenerys is a timid child who is very intimidated by crowds of people due to the constant verbal abuse of her brother. The prince seems to be smitten with her, while she isn't sure of her feelings."
"How did you get all that info? Even my contacts do not have that much info regarding the Targaryen family," asked a shocked Orys. It looks like he underestimated his uncle's network of spies in Pentos. Looks like he would have to up his game.
Tyrion just smiled before saying, "A magician never reveals his tricks dear nephew. Something you yourself said to me remember."
The two just laughed before continuing their conversation over a game of cyvasse.
Time Skip
Despite Orys' meddling, Bran Stark had still fallen from the tower while climbing, though this time Jaime and Cersei had not been spotted since he had forced his uncle to come hunting with them by ordering all of the King's Guard members to come with the male members of the Stark family, beside him, the King and Joffrey.
The King's Guard was a good order in the past that served the Royal Family faithfully but the quality has severely declined in the last few years. People like Meryn Trant were on it and Orys was definitely going to make some changes to that order once he ascends.
Orys had kept a few men loyal to him in charge of Tommen, Myrcella and Cersei. They were also told to keep an eye out for unusual things that could possibly threaten the Royal Family.
The hunting trip was over soon with Orys hunting a bear and a stag, as Robert praised him, while Joffrey seethed in jealousy as he only found a rabbit.
They had to return soon due to Bran's condition. His condition was the same as it was in canon. Robert wanted to leave the North soon so he told Ned to pack up as they shall leave in a few days. Ned wanted to argue but it was a royal order, so he grudgingly accepted.
During the next few days, each member of the Royal Family visited the Bran's chambers where Catelyn Stark sat day and night, weaving prayer wheels to appease the seven so that they have mercy on her son.
Orys himself visited a night before they had to leave. He also brought the design to a saddle that would help the handicapped boy ride horses, something he was told that the young Stark enjoyed.
"You need to sleep, Lady Stark. Get some guards or one of his brothers to watch over him for a while. I believe you have another son who is quite young as well. He needs his mother too, right?" he said in a gentle tone so he did not come of as rude.
Catelyn understood this as she knew the crown prince was only looking after her. But right now, she did not want to be alone so before she knew what she was doing she was in his arms as he hugged her and caressed her hair as she rested her eyes for a while.
Minutes later, she was bent over the side table as the prince thrusted into her while she professed her love and devotion to her several times. She needed support and he provide her with it. Even her own husband was most of the time with the king.
She knew what she was doing was a sin, but she did not give a fuck. While she came to love her husband, he wasn't what she wanted. A proper lay deserves a proper lord. Something Eddard Stark was not. But her prince was.
That is how Orys spent his last day in Winterfell, fucking the lady of the house. He also injected a bit of healing magic into Bran so that he would be able to walk, albeit he would need something like a crutch or cane to support him.
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