Chapter 112 - Dragonstone Island (I)
"It has begun." Aenar I Targaryen, God-Emperor of Planetos, Lord of the Ruby Throne of the Known Universe.
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296 BC - Fourteenth Year of the Reign of King Robert I of House Baratheon.
North - Winterfell Castle.
Aenar, in one of the castle towers, was sitting in a chair as he watched the troops gathering outside Winterfell. The fourteen-year-old, measuring two meters and twenty centimeters, was taller than countless humans on the planet. Behind him, Leda, with her impressive two meter height, stood loyally by her king's side.
"Lord Stark has asked which place will be attacked first, Your Grace." Leda asked the question with a calm, cold tone, while lightning could be seen dancing in her pupils.
"The Valley." Aenar replied with a calm expression. His voice was slightly cold, but nothing that disturbed the atmosphere around him.
Leda didn't question why attack the Valley first. Aenar's orders were absolute for her. If he wanted to go directly to King's Landing, she would open the way for him.
"How are we doing with Mance?" Aenar asked curiously.
"The Horned Castle has been erected at Sea Dragon Point. The city around the castle is gradually stabilizing, and House Stark no longer needs to send as much food as before." Leda replied, remembering the report she had received. She relied on Sansa to help her with these matters, which relieved the pressure on her.
Especially after the Maester of Winterfell, Luwin, had mysteriously died in an accident falling down the stairs, things had become a little complicated for managing House Stark. However, with Sansa's help, Leda managed to stabilize Winterfell's finances. And believe me, it was the women who carried out this task, while the lords preferred to relax and just act as judges in cases of crime in their own fiefdoms.