In the Great Hall aka the Throne room, the King was having his meeting with the Alchemist.
"Burn them all" that's all he was shouting.
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Alexander walked to the side entrance to the throne room and who does he find?. He finds the Kingsguard Ser Jamie Lannister eavesdropping on the king.
"Oh, since when did the Kingsguard start peeping on their kings?"
His words made Jamie nearly jump in fright. He hurriedly unsheathed his sword and turned around to strike. He was surprised to see the stature of the man.
Alexander wasn't wearing his helmet anymore but still with the armor, his height looked even more than it really was.
He caught the oncoming sword with his gauntlet and broke it and threw Jamie away.
"Who are you?" Jamie asked, now lying on the ground.
"Alexander Stark. The King has a debt to pay." He said and picked him up from his breastplate and threw him in the Throne room. He made sure not to hurt him too much though.
The King and the Alchemist were surprised by the sudden intrusion. Sensing the danger, the alchemist made a run for his life but Alexander threw Jamie's half-broken sword to his throat. Killing the mad scientist immediately.
"Who are you? How much did they pay you? I-I'll give you 10 times and also grant you lordship." The Mad King started talking non-stop. Alexander kept on walking.
"You are really a different kind of a fool. You killed my little brother and expect me to sell out. Did you forget the saying, THE NORTH REMEMBERS?"
He prepared his sword to behead him. The guy was a mad man. He enjoyed burning people and rap*ng and torturing his sister-wife.
||Aerys II Targaryen - Category 3
Murders - 38
Indirect Murders - 373
Sexual Assult - 234
Domestic Violence - 4045
Sin percentage - 61.9%||
"YOU CAN'T KILL ME, I AM A DRAGON"
"Oh really, then this sword shouldn't be able to cut your head. Well, there's only one way of finding out."
*SLASH*
The head of the king rolled down the Throne platform's stairs. Alexander then Accio a spear and put the king's head on it and erected it beside the throne. He magically enchanted it to stay that way for 1 month. No one would be able to remove it. It was left there as a reminder to Robert Baratheon to not mess things up.
He then threw the body of the late king from the throne to the legs of now barely standing Jamie Lannister. Alexander's 6 feet long dragonslayer sword was implanted into the hard stone floor beside the throne.
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In the Red Keep's basement.
In front of them were 3 butchered bodies of Elia, Rhaenys and Aegon. Little Rhaeny's body had more than 50 sword piercing wounds. 3 months old Aegon's head was totally squashed. Brain matter was flowing out of it and Elia's body was also bloodied and beaten. Her head was squashed and there were wounds near her vagina as well, meaning that she was brutally r*ped before being murdered.
Alexander already knew this would happen and also that they were dummies but it still made his heart shiver, knowing that this would have happened to them if he hadn't intervened. He was really angry, the whole world was so messed up, so brutal.
"Lord Tywin, you must bring the men who did this to justice. Killing babies is a crime as bad as kinslaying." Ned said in anger.
"I am sorry but no such thing will happen. This was a war and many uncontrollable things happen." Tywin replied.
"Weren't you just saying that your men don't do things like this? But it seems like they are even worse than I expected. They seem to take pleasure in raping and baby killing." Alexander said in disgust.
"Are you berating my house? Your words can cause war you know. War which north can not afford." Tywin retorted.
"Enough, the dragon spawns are dead. It's a good thing." Robert suddenly spoke. His words made Ned even angrier.
"How can you say that Robert. They were babies" Ned said.
"They were dragon spawns. They all should be dead"
That was it. Alexander felt angry now. After so many years of his working as God's Advocate, this was the first time he was this angry. How could someone be happy for seeing dead children? He stepped forward and picked Robert in the air by his neck with one hand.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY. Does that also mean that you're a dragon spawn too? Your own grandmother was a pure Targaryen princess. If you really hate Targaryens then you should kill yourself too. SUCH HYPOCRISY. Do not forget that the only reason you are being allowed to sit on the throne is because of your Targaryen bloodline. If it were not for that, probably Lord Tywin would have taken the throne for being the strongest house in Westeros.
Killing children, no matter who it is, is a crime. Don't forget, you are just a thread apart from being named Kinslayer, after all, you killed your own cousin brother. For God's sake, have a bit of decency for a king. All your life you've done nothing but whoring and fighting, even a Lord as good-natured as Jon couldn't put some knowledge in your thick skull. I give you only one chance now. Prove yourself a good king and you will have the support of the whole north. Otherwise you'll have me coming after you. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ROBERT BARATHEON?" Alexander loudly said. His voice made everyone in the room shiver.
Robert scaredly nodded. Alexander thew him towards the Iron Throne and he landed perfectly on it.
Then he looked at Jon Arryn. "I am disappointed in you if this is what you call fostering. I hope Ned turned out well"
Then he looked at Ned. "Go to the Tower of Joy in Dorne and get Lyanna safely back to the North. Take Brandon and Ser Dobby with you. By the way, take this bottle with you and give it to Ser Dobby." He ordered. Not letting Robert send Ned to lift the siege of storm's end.
Ned immediately followed his command and took Howland Reed with him. Alexander also headed out but stopped midway and turned around. He looked straight into the eyes of the scared Robert Baratheon.
"ONE CHANCE!" Alexander roared and left. He told Dobby the details through telepathy and told him to go with Brandon and Ned.
~This world is too messed up. Why was I ever trying the political approach? These people have zero sense of morality. I've decided now. Damn the nobles. I'll focus on the smallfolks. Happy smallfolks means happy kingdom.~ he inwardly said. He also deployed some of his elite elves. They wore special black dresses and golden wolf masks with red eyes. He had named them the Wolf's swords, the most elite of the elitest.
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Seriously, they were all magically as strong as a Hogwarts professor and special forces training made them even better. They could easily massacre an army of dragons.
But for now, they were helping the smallfolk to get settled back in the city. The people had started to see the northern men in a different light now.
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