Besiege

At night, Aslan had already prepared for Lannisport security by leaving the 30,000 Lannisport guards and 10,000 elite soldiers who did not want to leave with Aslan.

Lannisport was a somewhat independent city like Oldtown from the reach. The two cities could live independently and their ramparts allowed them to survive for years by being besieged.

Aslan was sure that Robert's army and the others could not and would not dare to attack and plunder the city. Anyway, they won't even be able to enter.

Aslan sighed in relief as he had thought about the future protection of Lannisport.

The next day at dawn, Aslan stood with his armor on the ramparts watching Robert's army move towards its ramparts. Lannisport had walls because the back of the city was a port.

"Besiege!" Robert waved his war hammer in the army.

The soldiers rushed to the wall with the shields above their heads.

"Release the arrows" The commanders on the ramparts directed the soldiers of the city. Archers search for their thousands of arrows, unleashing a flood on their enemy. The arrows seemed to obscure the sky.

The men at the bottom of the walls fell like flies. The men at the front held wooden ladders with the intention of climbing and killing the men above the ramparts.

The men rushing to the walls looked like a wave and with the arrows fired from the wall, the men continued to fall non-stop.

Aslan, who was standing next to the commanders, looked at the men from Vale, Storm's Lands, Westerlands, Riverlands and North.

Robert's soldiers tried many times to climb the stairs and many times they were pushed back.

After 4 hours, the first men finally reached the top of the wall. In front of the walls of men with shields with spears repelled these men. Aslan had already prepared sufficient defenses and that was just the tip of the iceberg.

The fight on the ramparts had started but the soldiers of Aslan and the guards of Lannisport had largely the advantage. Aslan was behind these men because he had no reason to intervene at the moment. He could see Robert, Tywin and the others watching the top of the ramparts with attention.

Robert's soldiers climbed the ladders. Pressing against the walls, they expected merit and indulgence once they had finished climbing. Instead, the things that awaited them were spears and swords.

Seeing that his soldiers did not have the advantage and were even rejected, Robert with the support of the others, decided to send another part of his soldiers. At the top of the ramparts, Aslan smiles.

"Prepare the ballistae!" shouted Aslan. Aslan wanted to use the ballistae for two effects. The first is the effectiveness of the triggerfish to kill precisely and the second is the effect of provoking fear.

Spears the size of arrows were sent down from the walls. Robert's men suddenly saw comrades being skewered by gigantic spears. There were two or three soldiers being skewered in one fell swoop.

The soldiers had a feeling of apprehension in their hearts and they thought.

"What is that?!"

Robert and the others were amazed to see these arrows or rather these spears.

They already thought that these massive stone walls were impenetrable but now there is such an impressive weapon.

The ballistae were not made to kill men but more infrastructures like boats or siege towers, but on the battlefield, it could cause fear in the hearts of soldiers.

Aslan used this fear to make these soldiers hesitate and take advantage of them and they are lucky that he did not use the wildfire.

Aslan also ordered the archers to release the arrows as the soldiers were still heading for the wall. The losses on the side of Robert worsened but compared to the 80,000 men under his command these losses were insignificant.

Silver armor and red capes. Robert's army seeing their comrades die one after the other felt only one thing, fear. "Red Devil!"

On the ramparts, Aslan and his army repelled their enemy like a group of motherless ducks. Seeing the soldiers pushed back from the wall, Aslan's men smiled as they could push back even the men of a king.

"Red army! Red army! AU! AU!"

Aslan's soldiers smashed their shields and armor with their swords causing a loud crash on the walls. Aslan's cavalry and harnessed tanks felt sorry for not being able to fight. Army morale was excellent.

Aslan smiled and was relieved to see that his efforts over the past six years had not been in vain.

Seeing their soldiers being pushed back from the ramparts so easily, Tywin and Jon Arryn ordered to withdraw because trying to get back on the ramparts now with such low morale would be suicide. Robert refused and firmly objected to withdrawing but Ned agreed.

Seeing no one listen to him, Robert snorted in anger and fell silent. Ned shook his head seeing his friend being guided by his anger and not by reason.

After the fighting ended, everyone noticed that it was already almost evening. Aslan divided the protection of the ramparts into three groups which will rotate every 4 hours to ensure the rest of the men during the night.

Aslan then went to the castle himself to rest.

When they got to the castle, the royal guards surrounded him. Gerold, who is the Lord Commander, went first.

"Lord Aslan, how was the seat?"

"We were able to defend ourselves easily without too many losses."

Gerold, a good war chief, raised his eyebrows. He knew that a siege could last for years if a way to enter the fortress was not quickly found. Hearing Aslan say that protecting the city was simple it only meant one thing, that Lannisport had a defense similar to Oldtown, Riverrun, Winterfell, Casterly Rock, Storm's End or the Eyrie.

However, fortresses can also be easily conquered if one exploits its weak point, like Casterly Rock in the series which was violated by a small group of unsullied passing by the sewers.

The royal guards thanked Aslan once again for his protection before leaving. Aslan looked at the back of the three hanging guards.

"At Essos you will all be key men in building a kingdom-worthy force."

Aslan then went to her room to rest. Entering his room, he ordered a servant to prepare the bath for him. During this time he removed his armor and began to clean it. Aslan had fought a bit and the blood before stained his armor in some places.

After 15 minutes, the servant returned.

"My lord the bath is ready."

"I see. Thank you."

Aslan put his armor on the wooden mannequin and headed for the shower with a simple shirt and pants and velvet on him.

In the bath, Aslan took off his clothes and entered the bath. He felt the heat erase all his tiredness and he closed his eyes enjoying this moment. While he was in the bath forgetting all his worries he felt a person enter.

"It's me, Aslan."

Aslan recognized Cersei's voice. Turning around he saw Cersei wearing a short white dress. Aslan felt his throat dry and a fire burning downstairs.

After exciting times where we find ourselves in incredible moments, men tend to be excited and this is what is currently happening in Aslan. Without waiting for Cersei's words, Aslan grabbed his hand and pulled her into the bath with him.

Quickly pleasant voices echoed through the room. Only after a long time, the noises stopped.

Cersei was leaning on Aslan's chest as she hugged Aslan's arm in his embrace.

"So, you chose Cersei? Would you like to stay in Lannisport for me?"

Cersei, who was relaxed in Aslan's embrace, tensed. Aslan hugged Cersei feeling Cersei's sadness.

"... How long will you stay at Essos?"

"... at most 15 years."

"15 years old! No, I'm going with you!"

Cersei clung to Aslan and seeing that Cersei refused to stay at Lannisport, Aslan threw out his last card.

"And if I promised to be able to meet you in Lys. Whenever I am free I will send you a letter to meet in the free city of Lys. I will buy a house there where we can meet and stay together time to make up for the lost time. "

Cersei continued to shake Aslan's arm but she nodded weakly in acceptance. Seeing this Aslan was happy and sad.

"Thank you Cersei, you are the person I trust and most capable of managing Lannisport, this is the reason why I entrusted the city to you. I promise you that the day we can stay together for a long time I will always stay with you. "

Cersei nodded but she said.

"But that's not enough."

Cersei turned and forced herself on Aslan and moans rang again behind the door.

The next day, Aslan woke up at dawn to find Cersei squeezing him in his bars forcefully as if she feared that he would leave him in the night abandoning him.

Aslan felt guilty for leaving her alone here in Westeros. He leaned over and kissed his head and brushed his hair.

"I'm sorry Cersei. I will make you suffer for years but I swear I will catch you until you are fed up."

Aslan spread Cersei's arms which were tight around his chest and then he stood up to prepare to go to the ramparts alongside his men.

After Aslan left, Cersei opened her wet eyes and spoke with a thin smile on her lips.

"You better take care of me bastard. Otherwise, I will make you suffer."

Aslan who was walking towards the ramparts on a horse felt a shiver in his back and he almost fell from his horse.

The men around Aslan looked at him strangely.