Chapter 12:

Chapter 12:

It took me a couple of days to get back to Bear Island. I was happy with the results, I had lost around seventy-five soldiers during this battle, but I had also basically destroyed the one threat the north currently had, not counting resident evil rip-offs beyond the wall.

The Lannister's, The Frey's And The Tyrells, were the most prominent threats remaining on the board of this wicked game for power.

While during this battle, my animals had proven to be more useful than I originally thought they were still animals, and their accuracy on assassinations was less than acceptable.

But nonetheless, they proved to be of greater use than I had initially anticipated.

The north was safe, for now, so I had time to prepare.

With the project of the farms being developed, it was time for me to focus on other areas.

I had to prepare for the long night; all I knew about the threat beyond the wall was that they were weak against fire, dragonglass, and Valyrian Steel.

The fire was easy to acquire and produce.

Dragonglass wasn't much of a problem, all I had to do was make a trading deal with Stannis, I was pretty sure he wouldn't reject an agreement like this because for others dragonglass is trash at best.

Valyrian steel was a hard near impossible material to find; it was, in other words, the vibranium of this world.

So I would hoard all the dragonglass I could, arming my men with the right weapons to destroy them.

"My Lord, I wanted to talk to you," Sansa entered my solar, she seemed distressed about something.

"Sure, my lady, what can I do for you today?" I said, putting what was doing on standby for the moment. nove(l)bi(n.)com

"Do you like me?" Sansa said fast as if trying to get over it.

She was asking if I liked her? This was an odd situation for me; I was making sure to treat her with the utmost respect and care, why would she doubt my intentions?

"I don't understand what brought this on?" I sighed.

"Every time we go out, and I try to initiate contact you flinch back, if I'm that ugly father will understand if you decide to break this betrothal," Sansa said with an angry expression.

She thought I didn't kiss her that much, because she was ugly, the reality was that she was too young, and I didn't want to force her into anything, I knew she liked me physically, but not beyond that.

"Alright, glasswork," I muttered as I put the idea on my future list to do, wondering what else to do, and then it hit me like a truck.

Silk!

I was able to control animals, if I acquired silkworms I could generate silk forever, the worms would make the silk for me, and I would be the sole distributor in Westeros, I knew for a fact everyone bought their silk from Essos, this idea was probably more profitable than my alcohol business.

"Alright, silk is a must-do right now," I chuckled as I wrote the idea down.

*caaaaaaa*

A faint sound, something was approaching my solar, but what was it.

*caaaaaaaaaaaaa*

It sounds familiar. It's one of my birds.

*caw caw cawwwwww raven power rangers! I'm the black raven ranger!* One of my ravens entered my solar with an over the top dramatic entry.

*WE ALL ARE!* Deadpanned the rest of his flock.

"So why are you here?" I chuckled as I petted the dramatic raven.

*I bring news! Oh, great cornbringer The Ironborn are planning to attack!* the raven exclaimed.

So the Greyjoy's are tired of failing their raidsit seems it's time for me to acquire another island, and maybe a seat with the big boys, aka the big lords.

Author note: New chapter yeih.

The ironborn are moving against our dear mc

Sansa is feeling more and more attached to Ronard.

And Ronard might take the seat the Greyjoys occupy, who knows what will happen.