In darkness, Wylis continued up the tunnel and eventually arrived at the ground floor of Maegor's Keep, where the large ballroom was located. He pushed the stones away and peeked outside. It was as empty as the last time he was there.
Once again, he traced the old route. Used the wall, climbed using protruding stones he made himself, and then dug into the tiny room he lived in as the Queen's guard. It was empty, filled with buckets and brooms now.
He continued from there, a few stones removed, a small climb, and reached Rhaella's bedchamber. For a short moment, he looked towards the bed, remembering nothing but fond memories. But he knew that the bedchamber itself held more sad memories.
Soon… you'll know nothing but bliss.
Scrrrr~
At last, Wylis pulled out his massive sword and walked over to the door after closing the hole in the floor. He'd made sure to cover his tracks. The door was locked from the outside, but quick Earthbending made the lock useless.
He peeked out at the long corridor, lit by torches. It was early morning, three hours past midnight. It should have been silent everywhere. But he heard something, very distant, a hum, screams of chaos.
It's started!
No bells were ringing. After all, the gates were opened in the hope that Tywin would save the city, not sack it.
Wylis no longer hid and fastwalked towards the other end of the floor where the Princess and her children lived. There were no soldiers, no guards. Only two Kingsguards had survived the war; one was wounded at Trident, and the other was with the King.
"Nooooo!"
"Waaaaa~"
"Please! I beg you!"
"M-Mama…!"
Wylis reached the door at the end of the hallway. Loud noise was audible from inside: an older woman's pleading, a babe's crying, a little girl's fearful calls for her mother.
Aegon…
The Bloodline Terminator quest was still ongoing. He'd killed Rhaegar; Aerys was next. But Aegon was a baby, and Viserys was an annoying kid. But Wylis didn't know if the quest would continue even after the Rebellion.
If I enter after Aegon's killed.
The death won't be at his hands then.
New Title, Worldwide fame, Method of forging Valyrian Steel. That was the reward. It was hefty. The last one alone could make him the richest and most influential man in the world.
But Amory would get to Rhaenys first.
"Please, no… Stay away!"
The pleading screams grew louder, pained, weeping. In the midst was a sick masculine laughter.
No! That's ain't right.
Although he'd come prepared for both choices, the final decision was still his to make.
Wylis' grip on the sword's hilt grew tight. His eyes grew cold with resolve. The face of the dead baby he'd just failed to save resurfaced in his memory. He'd be no less of a murderer if he ignored the murder when it was happening, when he had the strength to stop it.
A tyrant would not fear a child. Less a babe.
Ting!
[New Hidden Quest - A Tyrant's Dignity
Description - Children are pure. Their hearts are shaped by the one who forges them. To murder a child is to murder innocence. A tyrant stands no such injustice.
Goal - Obliterate Gregor Clegane and Amory Lorch in a fitting way.
Reward - Self-Respect]
Didn't need that nudge.
Wasting no more time, he raised his right foot high to kick the door.
A fitting death?
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Moments ago,
Elia was nervous about everything.
She paced left and right across her room despite it being so late. She wanted to leave King's Landing. Return to Dorne. But King Aerys wouldn't let her go. Robert's rule was certain, and she hoped that man wouldn't be as mad as the current King.
But she still feared for her children. She looked at them, Aegon and Rhaenys sleeping on the bed so peacefully.
Her eyes welled up with tears. Feeling so hopeless, so alone there. Everyone had left her side. The Kingsguard, the Queen, and even her own husband. She had no allies there. Not one soul she could rely on. Even the servants hadn't come that night, and she didn't know why. It made her even more anxious.
Creak!
Bam!
"Hm?"
All of a sudden, she heard a noise from the window. It was left open that night to let in some fresh air. It was safe since the room was so high up on that straight castle wall.
"No!"
But then she saw a thick hand latch on the windowsill. Then the head came into view, and then the face. A face so hauntingly big, full of rage, covered in dirt and sweat.
"Finally… found you… bitch!"
"No!" Elia cried and jumped onto the bed. She grabbed Aegon and dragged Rhaenys off the bed. The little girl was sleepy and took moments to fully wake up and realize what was happening.
"Hah! Where are you going?"
Elia tried to rush towards the door, but the large man jumped inside faster and blocked her way. He was tall, so tall, like a behemoth. She'd seen Wylis, stood beside him, but this man was even bigger. And she knew exactly who it was. She'd seen him during the tourney.
"Ugh… She looks fine, Ser Clegane!"
Right then, another man jumped in, much shorter but sturdy, with a pig-like face and vile eyes, a voice so thigh and high-pitched. He licked his lips just at Elia's sight.
"Later, Lorch. Rid the little shits first," Gregor Clegane ordered, his voice surprisingly not matching his size.
"N-No… Please! Don't hurt them! I'll do anything!" Elia cried and pushed Rhaenys towards the bed. "Hide, Rhaenys! Hide under the bed!"
"And do what?" Amory Lorch asked, giggling, dagger in his hand as he walked towards the bed. "I'll butcher the little bitch first. Then that little shit in your arms. Then, I'll fuck you… Hah, I'll fuck the Princess, the Queen hopeful, maybe in the ass? What do you say, Ser Clegane?"
Gregor just grunted and walked towards Elia.
"No! Stay away… Who sent you? T-Take the gold, take all the jewelry! Please, don't do this." Elia pleaded and hugged Aegor tighter in her arms.
But Elia saw it. Their eyes spoke the truth. They were there to kill her and her children. What they wanted to do with her body was just their twisted means of torture.
She pushed backwards, trying to dig herself into the wall, any way to stay away. Tears rolled down her face. All hope was lost. She didn't even have a knife to end it herself. To save herself from that torture. Save her children.
"Mama… No! Let me go!"
Rhaenys' screams broke her. She blamed herself for it all. For putting her faith in Rhaegar. For hoping that he'd change. She blamed herself for not being more selfish. More active.
"I-I'm… sorry… Forgive me, Rhaenys… Aegon."
She saw that large hand reach for her chest, for Aegon.
Her vision started to go blurry from the endless tears. Her throat was dry, her temples throbbed by the fear she felt. Her heart felt like it was ready to burst. She hugged Aegon harder.
"Uwaaaaaa~"
The baby started to cry.
"Mama…!" Rhaenys screamed.
Amory Lorch laughed. Gregor Clegane sneered.
"Caught you!" Amory cheered when he grabbed Rhaenys by her ankle and pulled her out.
BOOM!
Woooosh!
Out of nowhere, a deafening bang reverberated. The entire door of the bedchamber came loose, flew in, and slammed hard into the wall. Gregor, Amory, and Elia all stared.
"Your Grace."
"Wylis!" Rhaenys cried and kicked her ankle free from Amory's grip, and crawled back under the bed. She crawled all the way to the other side, got up, and ran up to Wylis and hugged his leg. "T-They hurt me and mama, and Aegon!"
Wylis patted little Rhaenys's head. "Really? Alright, I'll punish them. Go to that corner and cover your eyes. Wait until I bid you to look."
"You'll punish them?"
"I will."
Rhaenys was a good girl. She listened to Wylis and went to the distant, safe corner and cupped her hands over her eyes.
Finally, Wylis walked in. He didn't have his longsword in hand, just a dagger instead.
"Gregor Clegane? And this one… your husband? Losing your cock to my blade didn't satisfy you, so you came for more? Why? Want me to carve a cunt on you too?" Wylis mocked them, and sure enough, Gregor reacted, leaving his assault on Elia and focusing on him.
"He's the one?" Amory voiced and unsheathed his shortsword. "I'll carve him good."
Clap-clap!
Wylis clapped his hands. "Such a protective husband you have, Gregor."
"Haaaa!" Amory ran towards Wylis, sword aimed high.
Wylis didn't react. Instead, he holstered his dagger and waited for Amory to reach him. The difference between their size was so obvious that Amory's confidence was surprising.
"I'll… kill…" Amory abruptly shoved his hand in his tunic's pocket and threw a fine powder at Wylis. "You!"
Wylis reacted by throwing the bag that was slung over his shoulder at Amory. "Catch!"
Amory's momentum was destroyed.
Wylis was unscathed.
Bam!
By then, Wylis had captured Amory by the throat and lifted him in the air. The man wasn't light or small, but Wylis' strength was shocking.
"I knew a lowlife brute like you would try something like this," Wylis said and rushed towards the nearest wall, Amory's head in his tight grip and…
Bam!
He smashed Armory's head into the stone wall. He slammed it so hard that the nose, the cheek, and the forehead, all of it, broke right away.
"Aaaaaargh!"
Amory screamed at the top of his lungs.
He's not moving?
Surprisingly, Gregor Clegane didn't come to save his comrade.
Wylis didn't bother and kept Amory pinned against the wall. Then, he took out the dagger again and…
Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!...
Wylis stabbed Amory dozens of times, again and again, purposefully avoiding the vital organs that would kill the man too quickly. Amory tried to free himself, tried to punch Wylis, but his fist was weak, his face was broken, one eye blind.
Stab! Stab! Stab!...
Again and again, for an unusually long time, Wylis stabbed Amory until his entire tunic was soaked in blood, and a large crimson pool formed underneath his feet. The whole time, Wylis was staring at Gregor Clegane, the eight-foot cockless giant.
Stab! Stab! Stab!...
Amory was dead. Wylis was still stabbing, carving out a hole in Amory's chest.
For Rhaenys.
Thud!
Finally, he let Amory's body fall into its own puddle of blood.
"What's wrong, Gregor? I thought we were friends." Wylis stepped closer to the Mountain, who would never ride. "Care for another spar? No steel this time. That'll save your balls… Ah, I mean ball. That's all there's left, right? Just one."
"Wraaaaa! You!"
Bam!
Gregor Clegane punched at Wylis's face. The Westerland giant was a whole foot taller.
But Wylis caught that fist in his palm with ease. "Gods! What happened to your voice? You sound rather… soft. And the punch? Is that all?"
"Aaaargh!"
Gregor kicked.
Wylis raised his shin knowingly and…
Crack!
Gregor broke his own knee with that kick.
Thud!
"Argh!"
PTSD? Wylis noticed Gregor's shaking eyelids. The man wasn't moving smoothly either. As if frightened by him.
For a brief moment, he looked at Elia, standing frozen where she was before, against the wall, tears, but some hope in there now. Small Aegon had stopped crying and looked at them.
"Fitting?"
Muttering that, Wylis straddled Gregor's chest, pressed both his knees on Gregor's arms, keeping him locked there.
Bam!
He punched the giant so he'd stop writhing.
Bam!
He punched again.
Bam!
He kept punching until Gregor was barely conscious, his face swollen.
"Your Grace, look away. Rhaenys, don't look!"
Wylis gave one final warning and then dug down with both hands like spread claws.
"Ngggh! Aaaaagh!" Gregor roared in pain.
Wylis pushed his thumbs into Gregor's eyesockets, the rest of his palm pressing down even harder.
"Aaaaaaaaaaa~!" Gregor thrashed his legs.
"This… is… fitting… for you!" Wylis grunted and used all the strength he had and…
Crack!
Gregor's head cracked.
Splash!
Then the head splashed, squashed, battered into an ugly, squelching paste of blood, bones, and brain matter.
Ting!
[Hidden Quest Completed - A Tyrant's Dignity
Description - Children are pure. Their hearts are shaped by the one who forges them. To murder a child is to murder innocence. A tyrant stands no such injustice.
Goal - Obliterate Gregor Clegane and Amory Lorch in a fitting way.
Reward - Self-Respect]
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