50 50. Damn the Nobles.

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.

...

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.

...

In the Red Keep's basement.

Brandon arrived there in time, "Ser Dobby"

"Lord Brandon, how's life treating you?" Dobby asked.

"Please call Brandon as always and life's a mess right now. My father's dead, I don't know what happened to my sister, my little brother has started a rebellion and my uncle has gone to kill the King. I don't think life can get more fu*ked up than this," Brandon ranted.

"Be careful what you ask for, Brandon. See... your wish came true. The Lannister soldiers are heading straight here," Dobby said and got into fighting position.

Dobby had already informed the people about what was happening and who was saving them. They all had their precious belongings with them, so they were all happy to have a head over their shoulders.

Hundreds of Lannister soldiers attacked but none of them could pass Dobby the Steel Wall, yeah, that's what the smallfolks named him.

However, Dobby would let one or two guys slip through to let Brandon have some fun. Over time, a small hill of dead Lannisters started to form. He didn't kill those that were innocent though. Alexander was continuously sending him data on who was evil and who was innocent.

The fight probably lasted 2 hours, after which the Lannister soldiers just gave up. They had already lost 300 men. The smallfolks rejoiced seeing their attackers retreat. Dobby just stood there on a mountain of corpses and fainted men.

...

Back in the Throne room, Alexander sat on the throne, waiting for people to come in and see him in glory. He was also thinking about what to do with Lyanna. She was very dumb and caused a rebellion. Too many people died because of her stupid decision. But again, she didn't do it knowing that it would have such consequences. He can't just ignore her, not when he knows that he can save her.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard footsteps coming. It was surprisingly Eddard "Ned" Stark. He came in running but stopped in his path, seeing the scene.

Ned looked at his uncle sitting on the iron throne in his majestic armor, the King's head erected on top of a spear beside him. His giant sword was fixed into the ground.

"Uncle, how?" He confusedly asked.

"Come, my nephew. You'll be happy to hear that Brandon is still alive. He's helping Dobby protect the smallfolks in the basement. Where are the others?" He asked.

Elated with his brother's news he replied "They were just behind me. Should be coming any time,"

Sure enough, a small crowd of men entered the hall. Jon Arryn, Tywin Lannisters, Robert Baratheon, Lord Howland Reed and a small group of guards with them.

They were also surprised to see the scenes.

"So it was Lord Alexander who entered the city before us. I was surprised to find a broken city gate and dead bodies of city guards on the way towards the Red Keep. But where are your men?" Tywin Lannister spoke. He like others was surprised as most of the Westroes believe that Alexander had grown too old. But here he was.

"I didn't bring any, it's just me and Ser Dobby. So, how was it sacking an empty city Lord Tywin?. Your soldiers must be disappointed when they only found useless things." Alexander asked in a mocking voice.

"They are good soldiers of house Lannister, they do not take pleasure in killing and looting," Tywin said in his stern voice.

"Well, whatever. The King is dead. He was planning on blowing up the city with wildfire. He had commissioned the Alchemist Guild to place crates of wildfire in the underground tunnels. You might wanna get rid of them before anything else." Alexander nonchalantly said. Still sitting on the throne.

Everyone had their eyes nearly fall out with the sudden news. They quickly sent their soldiers to carefully remove them.

Surprisingly, the loudest of them. Robert Baratheon was being quiet. He also looked a bit scared of Alexander. Then Alexander suddenly recalled a small memory that he had nearly broken Robert's arm when he tried to peep at bathing Lyanna. Since then, he's been afraid of him. Mainly because of how easily he beat him up.

"Well, the throne is yours now, Robert. Make good use of it. Now, you're not just responsible for yourself but also the whole realm. Many people will depend on you to feed themselves and live safely. I hope you do a good job." Alexander walked and patted Robert's back. A bit too hard. Jon Arryn nodded at his words.

Then suddenly some guards came with blood-stained Lannister capes. They put it right beside the people.

"By the gods. Who did this unholy deed? Killing little babies." Ned roared in anger.

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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