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Walking out of the small cave, Arthur made his way further into the heavy snow, about ten minutes passed until he heard the Raven cawing loudly.
"Are we close, mm..", his eyes narrowed down on a few dead wolves not far from him, he walked over and knelt down in front of one of them, turned it over and frowned.
"Beak marks and claw marks, did you and your friends do this?..", Arthur stared down at the Raven, slightly teasing the little thing, looking back at the wolf with it's loosely torn out open eye, he turned to the other three.
"Hm, that one is torn open from the outside", he stood up and walked over to the torn open wolf, he didn't go directly towards it, instead he walked around it.
"Come out!, and I promise I won't kill you!, but if you stay inside that wolf, I can't promise I won't cut it in half!", the dead wolf shook slightly and Arthur stopped in front of the open cut.
The Raven cawed louder, soon after, a head popped out, then an entire body full of blood fully crawled out with an axe at the side.
"Synin, is that you?", Arthur slowly started circling the small woman in front of him, "what's your name?, what clan are you from?".
He held his sword, ready to slay the woman if she said Wolf clan, her eyes were shaking, she too was holding her axe tightly.
Slowly standing up, she too started circling, "Raven, Eivor, my name is Eivor and my clan is Raven..", she stopped midway and turned to look at the dead wolves.
"What's your clan?, is it.., is it the Wolf clan", Eivor put the axe in a throwing motion, she learned this secretly and she was preparing to throw it at Arthur in a surprise attack.
Arthur however, kicked the ground with his foot, then smiled, "Bear.., Bear clan, I just got news of the Wolf clan attacking the Raven's, and you seem to be the only one alive, how is that possible, is it luck or is it talent".
He kicked a stone at her, hitting her square on the hand, "agh!", she dropped the axe and Arthur appeared right in front of the girl, he picked her up by the throat and pulled her clothing up, he saw a tattoo on her lower back.
"You were telling the truth, Raven tattoo, sorry, I don't trust word's, I prefer to see it first hand, plus, now that I know, I'm taking you with me, you can't stay out here alone".
He pulled out the Raven and put it in her thick clothes, he kicked up her axe and caught it, "you're not getting revenge, we Bear's are doing it".
"No!, only I deserve this right!, I won't let you kill them before me!", "shut up!, you're a weak little girl, do you think you can take on an army alone!, fuck!, stop hitting me!, or I'll tie your arse up!".
She didn't stop, she kept biting and kicking, even elbow's were thrown in, Arthur started to get annoyed, he threw her onto the snow and pulled out some rope.
"Get off!, get off of me!", "hmph, how about this, I'll let you kill the bastard Jarl, will that satisfy you", Eivor stopped moving, she turned her head slightly and narrowed her eyes.
"Jarl, you'll let me kill Jarl Kjotve the cruel, how can I believe you'll let me, let alone even win against their numbers?", Arthur smiled down at her.
Placing his knee on her back, he nodded, "did your parents ever tell you about the Bears, did he tell you that just one bear is worth twenty Vikings and that our commander's are worth a hundred..".
He felt a little teasing stirring within himself and he couldn't help but throw snow at her face, he even wiped off the blood, "I'm still waiting for you to answer?".
"My father told me.., he told me about the Giant and the swift Heimdall", Arthur raised his eyebrow slightly, "hoh, you're father calls Thors, Heimdall, we Bear's call him the unbeatable".
"Called!, he called him that", tears fell from her eyes, Arthur seeing this, picked her up and threw her onto his shoulder.
"C'mon you, I like you, one day, I hope you can become my shield maiden, don't disappoint me now", Eivor blushed and elbowed him on the back of his head.
"Heh, you're fiery, just like a bear, it's a shame you wasn't born in our clan", "hmph, when I've grown older, I'll beat you Bear's and have you serve me as your commander".
"Fiery and ambitious, but one day I'll have Dragon's as my companion's, if you do beat me at that time, you'd be the most powerful person on this planet".
Eivor furrowed her brows tightly, [dragon's, like the legendary Nidhogg, do they really exist, he didn't seem like he was jesting to me, just now.]
The two made their way back towards the camp without stopping for a break.
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In the Seven Kingdoms, The Red Keep.
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In a room with damp lighting, Varys was in a deep dream, he was dreaming about the Blackfyre child he always saw, since his cock was cut off, this dream would always haunt him.
He would always wake up sweating profusely, he always saw a man with a glowing sword with four Dragon's flying over his head, especially the main one, it always made him shiver in fear.
It's raw size and the destruction it can cause from the lightning it brings with it, the dream would always be him standing on a ship watching King's Landing being split in half from a swipe of the Dragon's hand.
It's people within the Kingdom being melted by poison gas, while the people outside it, were frozen into ice sculptures.
Then it came to the ship, the entire coastline was rendered in darkness, where one couldn't even see a thing, but they could still hear what was happening and that, like every time would wake him up.
"Haaah.. haaah!..", he jolted awake, knocking over his quill's and books, "it's that dream again, Blackfyre, why do I always dream about you being King, is it your destiny, and if you don't have it, will you destroy it instead, just like you do in my dream's..".
His first time seeing this, was in a fire, watching his cock burn, it wasn't until a year ago, that he started dreaming about this scene of King's Landing being razed to the ground once a week.
But each time it would be in different views, one of the man cutting hundreds of people with a single swing of his sword, or either the person jumping hundreds of meters from the sky, with a single penetration into the ground, hundreds of meters turn to dust in an instant.
"He has to be blessed by the God's, no man can do all these things, and the Dragon's, they speak, why wasn't this written in any old books about them".
Aegon the conquerer had destroyed all such thing's, only his three headed Dragon could speak, but the lessor Dragon's could not, he didn't want people knowing of this, so he chose to burn it and kill all those that knew of it.
His second Dragon Balerion, he had even taken away that Dragon, all he had given command to it, was to kill any dragon it came across, except for these egg's he was carrying at the time.
The Dragon obeyed, it killed every Dragon it came across, the Targaryen's couldn't do anything to it, it was the biggest Dragon at that time.
Vhagar and Meraxes, although big, couldn't match it in combat, so it was treated as a wild Dragon, they let it roam freely, instead of chasing it.
Even their giant spears couldn't even scratch it's scales, and it never came back to King's Landing, it just waited for the Dragon's to come to him.
But over time, the command Aegon gave to Balerion began to wear off and his youngest son managed to snatch it, but it was already dying of old age at that point, so his youngest son only had the second strongest Dragon for a few years.
Varys has no idea what monstrosities the four legged Dragon's had over the old Valeria, it was the reason for it's downfall, when it's Ruler died from a poison cup, the intelligent Dragon's became furious and destroyed Valeria in the name of revenge.
They even cursed the old Kingdom before leaving, so now whenever someone enters the broken city, they'll be inflicted with the curse of petrifaction.
These Dragon's have long since died, only one of them remains at the moment and it's staying in the Shadow Lands, it's nest is in Stygai, it uses it's magic to make the Lands eternally night.
And at this moment, it shot it's eyes open, murmuring in a deep voice, "Dragon?, no, this is Dragon lord magic, is there a new leader, will he lead the next generation of my kin".
It slowly stood on it's four leg's, walking towards the entrance of the cave, it stared in the direction of where Arthur was currently staying.
"Hmph, human, if I deem you unworthy, I'm going to eat you, prepare yourself, for I am coming to your side!".
It's voice echoed all over the Shadow Lands, 'boom!' it jumped off the ground, completely destroying it's cave in the process, in the air, it looked at it's previous home and at the people in the distance.
"Die!", in it's short rage of accidently destroying it's home, it killed all the people within Stygai and the Shadow Lands, pitch black spread out and reeled back towards the Dragon.
"It'll do as a meal I guess", looking at the destruction it caused, it just smiled wickedly and flew off into the clouds.
Stygai, although the darkness over the Shadow Lands has now gone, it's inhabitants are all dead, even it's Demon's stood no chance against the Dragon's sudden anger.
Varys finally made himself calm, he even swore to himself at this moment, "if I ever meet you, Blackfyre, I will give you my utmost devotion, you are the true ruler of this nation, King Aerys, I'm sorry, but my loyalty is to the true Dragon, not a false one".
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