11-10-2017, 06:02 AM
"I pronounce you as Queen.. Husband and wife," Catelyn Stark tried not laugh..
Cersei tried to struggle as female guards held her neck chains.. Nude, with her head shaved bald.. "This marriage will never stand!!"
Tears fell down the sixteen year old's face, "Mother.." Myrcella Baratheon looked down and away, "Husband.. Do you and this Parliment of Queen Stark's.. Do you spare my mothers life? Mr. Prime Minister.."
A female with a scar down her face shakes her head as she steps forward, "Mr. Prime Minister.. Sargent Ogla of the 1st Orgress division.. Retired.. Newly elected head of the house of Commons.. " Wearing purple robes," You and the queen have pulled a fast one.."
She holds her hand up..
"Do you smallfolk want war.." Cersei stands up defiantly, "The house Lannister will crush your.."
Minister Ogla slaps Cersei and knocks her to the ground, sending a tooth to the ground..
"Fortunately most of us small folk have dealt with you royals," Several royal members look over at Olga.. "Especially those like you Lannisters.."
Cersei looked up wide eyed as Queen Stark calmly stood with her guard..
"I was a slave.. Raped by my owner at his whim.. I am not ashamed of my past.." Minister Olga spoke, "Lannister.. While the rest of you nobles did nothing.. Prime Minister Greyjoy.. Ordered the Merchants Guild to buy slaves.. Then free them.. I .. I was sent to Lord Greyjoy at the time.. I expected more of the same.. Imagine my surprise.. When the now Countess Joral asked me what I would like to do.."
Several of the small folk ministers grinned as Minister Ogla spoke smoothly..
"I jokingly told her I wanted to be a soldier," Ogla's faced moved to a smile.. "I was in basic a few days later.." Looking at the young bride, "I served in the Ogresses till I was injured.." Lifting the robe she shows an artificial leg, "I earned this fighting off a group of rapist and plunders.. If you look At my necklace you will see the teeth from their bodies.. You see if we lived anywhere other than under the rule of Queen Stark and her Prime Minister.. I would be nothing more then a street whore at best.. Let me tell you something Cersei.. Even though it is against our rules.. If Prime Minister Theon Greyjoy decided to go to war with all of westerios we would follow.. I am free because of his advice to Lord Stark.. "
Cersei spit at Ogla, "What are you going to do with me.. " Glaring at Catelyn, "I laughed as Eddard's head rolled.. I know I have rights in your kingdom.. I.."
Cersei went to the ground as Ogla struck her again, "You will be held by Queen Catelyn as her prisoner.. Lady Greyjoy.. Your mother will be tried.. For crimes against Westerios.."
Applause came from those listening..
"Your Majesty.. We only request.. She be unharmed as the evidence and case are put together," Minister Ogla bowed only halfway..
Tears fell down Myrcella's face, "And what is to become of me?"
"You are married young bride," Queen Stark laughed.. "Enjoy your wedding night.. From what I have heard it will be a long night for you.. As for you Cersei.. We have work to do?"
Queen Stark grabs the Chain holding Cersei's neck..
"Your Majesty," Minister Ogla whispers..
"Minister.. Their is a lot of work that needs to be done.. Septic holder cleaned.." Queen stark kicked Cersei to the ground, "And a lot of other items.. I promise she will only be mentally traumatized.."
"The court of arbiters will put her case together," Minister Ogla nodded.. "First Lady Greyjoy.. Welcome to Westrios Constitutional Monarchy.."
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Tears fell down Myrcella's face as her assistant left her in Theon's room nude.. The heavy door shut, echoing..
"My husband," Not looking at Theon as he stood in front of a fire.. "I am your bride.. Do.."
"Shut the F#$% up,"Not Theon yelled making her jump.. "Come here NOW!"
Myrcella obeyed and walked bare footed across the room..
"Sit," Theon point to a chair. Myrcella looked down and awayas she sat, "God D@#$.. Look at me.."
Fighting her tears, "My husband.."
Theon walked over to the bed and took a comforter, "They are still working out the central heat and air.."
Myrcella took the comforter, "This.. Is is.."
"Soft.. I am A lazy A$$.." Sighing as he walked over to the fire, "Cover up.. Here is the deal.. You must sleep nude every so often on your side of the bed.. Every two to three days you must spend an hour to forty five minutes scream.. Some can be in pain.. Some in pleasure.."
Myrcella had a confused look on her face.. "I am not to be your wife?"
"Everyone must think that you are.. That I am enjoying the pleasures of life.. You are allowed no boyfriends.. You will follow two steps behind me everywhere.. Do not challenge me on anything.." Theon looked at her,"If someone knocks on the door you will speak with the passcodes.. If they pass, you will always open the door nude.. I will teach you a series of phrases.. The main thing is not the words but the annoyance at being interupted.."
"Interrupted," Myrcella looks at .. "Oh.. I see.. I am your prisoner.."
"For now.." Coldly Theon takes off all but his underwear.. He turns a valve, the lights dim, and climbs into the bed.. "You must not touch me, but you have to sleep in the D@#$ bed.."
Slowly Myrcella walks to the bed..
"I fully expect you to be returned to the Lannisters.." Theon crawled into the bed, "So you have a new schedule.. We will find out what talents you have.. You will learn to manage a kingdom.. You will have to work every so often.. Not because it is slave work or punishment, but because you must learn the chores individuall. How they are porperly done.. Not like your mother's punishment.. You will be trained by the Orgresses to fight.. To lead troops.. Welcome to the university of life.."
"You.. You are not claiming me," Myrcells almost seemed hurt.. "University of life.. Lead troops?" Myrcella sat in the bed, "You.. You are training me to take the Iron Throne?"
"No.. I am training you to act properly.. To rule with wisdom.." Theon sat up and saw the wide eyed Myrcella, "I.. In a past life.. I come from a kingdom.. We had our problems but.. It was a good kingdom.. We had broken away from our mother country two centuries earlier roughly.. They had this queen.."
Myrcella looked at Theon and sat up as he told her a story for the next hour..
"This.. This Queen Elizabeth.. She ascended to this BRit tans iron throne.. Never to take a husband," Myrcella was enthralled.. "She defeated the mightest sea power of the time.. By picking her shots.."
"Yes," Theon yawned.. "The Spanish Armada was the Mightest sea power of the world.. Thousands of ships big and small.. She hit thier supplies at ports.. Picked them apart piece by piece.. Then At the last minutes had hundreds of ships finished.."
"I was listening," Myrcella yawned.. "After the war she.. Down sized.. Made smaller, the army because of the drain on the budget it represents.."
"So it would not bankrupt her.. The king of spain had taken out thousands and thousands in loans.. And lost.."
"So do not get married and watch the money," Myrcella spoke in the low light..
"No.. I did not say that.. Speak with the Historian.. Their is another example.. The concept is a power couple.. They were of my kingdom.. They were called the clintons," Theon put a pillow over his head. "I will tell it to you tomorrow night.. Now that was a power couple that would have scared your mother and grandfather.."
"How do you know I wont kill you in your sleep," Myrcella spoke as she yawned..
"Because I have not told you about hillary Clinton.. Or her husband bill.. Not to mention Prime Minister Margret Thatcher, Rear Admiral Grace Hopper, Oprah Winfried.. Elanor Roosevelt.. " Smiled as he uncovered his feet, " The battle of Bastigon, The legend of the three hundred, king arthur and his knights of the round table, their is so much to tell you and so little time.. I have to get you ready to fight and survive.."
Myrcella laid on the pillows on her side of the bed, "Maybe tomorrow.. I..I am sleepy.. I still hate.. Hate you.. My.." The comfort of the bed makes Myrcella yawn, "Mother...."
"Their is a blade in dresser drawers.. If you kill me make sure it goes right in my back," Theon rolled over.. "Between my shoulders.. I request either loyalty or a very quick death.."
Myrcella lightly snores in response..
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"COWARDS," Jamie Lannister yells out!
In response a crossfire of bolts forces Jamie to hit the ground. Looking over, several others where not as quick..
"My lord.. The smallfolks Arrows and bolts go through the armor," one of the knights that made it through the volley spoke.. "My lord.. Might I suggest we deploy the trap now.."
Jamie takes a horn out and blows it..
The army of WCM blows their own horns in response, the fire becomes random of the sounds of maybe a hundred retreating..
Several other horns blow in response..
"S#$%.. He has calvary.. RETREAT.. Full Retreat," A strong female voice orders..
Jamie Kneels and raises his sword, "Charge.. NOW!.. We have them.. Lord Bolton came through.. Pass the word I want everyone into them NOW!"
The knights with horses still alive hop on top of them.. One of them gives Jamie Lannister a horse..
Ramsay bolton rides up, "Lord Lannister.. We have them.. Twenty thousand Soldiers.. My father has accepted your father's offer.. I will marry the widow Greyjoy.."
They ride striking down slower memebers of the Smallfolk in full retreat..
Ramsay laughs, "Smallfolk.. Thought they could form an army that could fight."
A horseman rides up, "My lord they are trying to make it over that hill into the other woods. they broke through the encirclement.."
"Crush them.." Lord Ramsay Bolton rides ahead as he is followed..
The Smallfolk split almost professionally as the desparately fire just enough to slow down the chasers..
"They are not going to make it to those woods," Jamie speeds up his horse with Lord Ramsey Bolton..
The bulk of the House Bolton army crosses the hill..
"My god," Jamie Lannister freezes as does Ramsay..
The running smallfolk seem to speed up into a forces of waiting soldiers..
"Its a trap," Ramsay is wide eyed as he sees what looks like huge crossbows..
"Wait for it boys," Commadore Wendy calls out.. Loudly her orders are repeated as the combined forces of the Lannister and Bolton forces freeze, "FIRE!!!!"
With mechanical percision sargents start yelling, "FIRE TWO.."
Large weirdly shaped cross bolts seem to fill the air from the back of wagons..
The first round of cross bolts from the small folk fly though the air..
Jamie Lannister jumps from the horse as they hit targets..
"FIRE TWO," The Sargents yell..
"The first set is reloading.." Ramsay is on the ground next to Jamie, "They are firing in continous.."
The second round fills the air..
Screams come from around them as the crossbolt hit the ground and explode.. Flame rises into the air freely, "My god we.."
Jamie can only take cover as the second round of large cross bolts by a dead horse as men are burned alive.
"FIRE THREE," The Sargent yell..
"HOLD THE MOTHER F#$%ERS!!" Commadore Wendy yells as her orders are repeated..
Bolts fill the air for the next two minutes as everyone trying to move is literally mowed down.. The large bolts that exploded had stopped firing..
"Hold fire," The Commadore yelled..
The order went down the square formations..
"If you want to live throw down your swords.. Then strip out of your armor," The Commadore yelled!
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"Husband.. Today is my birthday.." Myrcella was wearing a simple shirt with pants, "So I understand.. " Taking a deep breath, "Armon.. That is your real name isnt it.."
"Myrcella," Not Theon took a deep breath.. "I am Theon grey...."
Myrcella put her finger on Theon's lip.. "You talk in your sleep dear husband.. I wont say anything.. If you ever get home you are going to kill this Esm Stirling.. You leapt into Theon's body?"
Theon rubbed his head as he walked over to a chest.. He opens it and pours himself a drink, "Dear wife.. I.."
"No.. you act like no other man of this time.. You have been teaching me about the political history of your world for the past two years.. The Clintons, The Roosevelts, The Johnsons, The kennedy's, the Obama's are from America.. The queens are from the mother land your America broke away from.. England.. Which evolved into the United Kingdom.. The Alchemist becoming chemist example.."
"Alchemy is just the early attempts at Chemistry," Not Theon took a drink..
"The victories the small Army of Westrios Constitutional Monarchy are based on your worlds experience in military conflict.. Economic Warfare," Myrcella sat on the bed.. "The products your enterprises sell all come from your world. The Aquaponics we feed out people with.. The fact you say Westerios is round and we are in the point when our end of the globe is further away from the sun.. New medicines your Alchemist have come up with.. The advance mathematics you have been having me learn.."
Not turning around, "Do you remember the phrases I taught you I have to say to you.. Shazam, Captain Kirk, and Monty Python.."
"If you cant ever answer them it is not," Myrcella frooze.. "Armon.. You.. What have you done?"
"I have left everything in your name.. If I cant answer the codes.. Someone has to keep running things. It is why I insisted you learn every function of the castles operations from the maid to the cook," Not Theon looked at Myrcella. "I am not sure.. Sure if.. Myrcella.."
"I want a child," Myrcella was completely nude.. "Why do I need to keep pretending to be your wife? My Father Jamie returns with my Grandfather in a week for the peace talks.."
"Myrcella," Theon takes a deep breath..
"Come to bed Armon.. What do American men have to offer A female Lannister.." Myrcella smiles evilly herself, "You have avoided the conversation on it.."
Reaching for the lights valve, Myrcella stopped him..
"Leave them on," Myrcella kissed Armon..
"Well Lets just say I am the one who commissioned the comic porn that is everywhere," Armon's comment made Myrcella's eyes go wide.. "Yes.. Karma Sutra my wife.. And the sex toys.. This is game of thrones after all.."
Lady Greyjoy bites her lip, "I have been reading that.. You.. You commissioned that.."
"What page Lady Greyjoy would you like to see first," Armon kissed his wife..
"Page.. Page eighteen," Myrcella spoke quickly Biting her bottom lip.. "And no more just pretending to be husband and wife.. We have a whole book to go through!"
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"Ok.. " Armon looked around, "I am back home.. F#$% how much time has passed.. Years in westerios.. Expecting my second child.. " Seeing a finished driveway and a new sign, "Jeel was my friends last name.. Lets knock on the door.."
Knocking on the door Armon steps back..
A woman opens the door holding an infant, "Armon.. We thought.. I mean.."
Tears fell down the womans face, "Its ok.." Looking at her hand seeing a different wedding ring, "I was declared dead.. You remarried.."
"Jen.. Who is it," A man froze as he looked at Armon.. "F#$%.."
"Jack," Armon narrowed his eyes..
"S@#$.. Listen.. We thought you were dead," Jack is nervous.. "You were declared dead two years ago in 2015.."
"Time moved differently.."Armon walks backwards, "I am not going to cause any problems.."
"Armon.. The house.. F#$%," Jack got a look on his face.. "Why dont you come in and we can talk.."
"I'm good," Armon keeps backing up..
A neighbor came out, "My god Armon.." Calling out to her husband, "Bill.. Armon is alive.. He is out front.."
"No S@#$," A man walks out of his garage.. "Armon.. D@#$.."
"Where have you been," Jen balanced the infant?
"You would not believe me If I told you.. By the way," Armon looked at Jen and Jack.. "I want a divorce.."
"Armon.. Dont do this.. We are barely making it.. I am pregnant again," Jen had tears fall down her face..
"Armon.. Lets not do this here.. It is late," Bill spoke as the sitting sun fell. "I am friends with the Sherriff let me call them.. We will wait here in the garage.."
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"Bill.. You have to see this.. The Presidential debates.."
"Renee," Bill walks in as music beats fill the air.. "Holy S#$%.. Armon.."
"Cause if you run out of big tunes. That means your sound is done," The music filled the house..
Armon was on the big TV screen. He was riding on a float made into a pirate ship as people got out of the way..
"I knew he ran for the Libertarian Candidate," Renee looked at the screen glued to it..
"He is dressed as a pirate.." Bill laughed, "His shirt.."
Renee laughs, "F#$% the Lannisters.. I did!!"
Secret Service Agents come out protecting the President..
"Good evening America," Armon has a plank set across to the stage.. A man in a mock knight suit walks our with a podium, "I am here to Debate.. I am Armon Creel, Libertarian candidate for president.."
"You were not invited to this debate," one of the secret Service Agents has a side arm drawn..
A man in a suit hands one of the moderators a piece of paper, "You and your network are being sued.. A judge issued a temporary ban on any arrest of my client.. This is a public forum.. Here is Mr. Creel's permit to protest.." Looking at the secret service agents, "My client will sue you individually.. Please touch him.. He is here legally.."
The network censors the middle fingers Armon gives both candidates.. Looks of anger pass their faces..
"Just so we are clear.." Armon pauses as he raises his hands to the music from his float, "You got to know when hold them..."
"He still cant dance," Renee hits her forehead..
"He really is doing it.." Bill shakes his head,"You think they will let him debate.."
"If they dont he will be a real threat to the election," Renee laughs..