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House of The Dragon-A God Amongst Men: Chapter 375: Protesting Wolves IV
🕑 Added 2025-07-05 01:21:26 +0000 UTC(Third Person POV)
"Conspiracies, conspiracies, schemes, schemes....." Drakken said as he paced back and forth in between the two groups, "Tell me, Lord Stark.....what would you ever gain from conspiring behind our backs?"
Lord Stark was grimacing, sweating from his forehead as he looked at him, "Just what are you saying?" He managed, "What conspiracies?"
Drakken stopped and stood in front of him, "Jaehaerys, tell this stupid dog what happens when someone tries to scheme against me." He said seriously, "Tell him that it does not end well."
"Lord Stark." Jaehaerys managed, "What is he talking about? What have you done?"
"I have done nothing." Lord Stark said, "I simply called His Grace to meet and discuss about this issue! I would never scheme behind anyone's back!"
"Hm." Drakken said as he tilted his head, "Remnants of House Strong who have been caught sending messages to the North, giving information regarding Harrenhal to some people with ties to your House."
"What?" Lord Stark said, a bit confused, "I know nothing of the sort!"
"You see, Lord Stark." Drakken said, "You Northerners look down to the south, seeing all that has been going on in the past decade, thinking to yourselves, 'Wow, glad we're not them'. And not once have you ever considered the reason why I have not turned over and looked in your direction was because each one of you stupid fucks bore me. The North, filled with nothing but grumpy hairy bastards who like to fight and rape."
"H-How dare you insult my home!!" Alaric Stark shouted, glaring at Drakken, "You-"
Drakken flicked his wrist, and Alaric was suspended in the air, catching him by surprise.
"And who is this fucking shithead?" Drakken scowled, "Is this Alaric? The one who thinks he can lay his hands on my Dragon Maiden?"
Alaric began to sweat as he felt a pressure on his throat, "G-Guhh...!"
"Drakken!" Jaehaerys managed, "We were supposed to discuss this peacefully!! Do not do something rash! The North is not something you wish to-"
"Wish to what, Jaehaerys?" Drakken boringly looked at him, "Antagonize? Please. You're the House of The Dragon. What are Wolves to Dragons, Jaehaerys? Hm?"
Alaric Stark's face began to turn purple as he was being suffocated, causing Lord Stark to look up at this with horror.
"Wait!!" He shouted, "Wait!! This is not what I wanted to happen!! Your Grace!! What is the meaning of this?!"
"What are Wolves to Dragons, Lord Stark?" Drakken asked him, "Nothing. You are nothing to the Targaryens. And what are Dragons to Gods? Nothing. They are nothing to me. You see, there is a pecking order and you filth need to understand it. It doesn't matter what order you filthy humans are in the pecking order, what matters is that I stand at the top, always."
Alaric dropped to the floor, gasping for air as he clutched his throat, "W-What....?"
"You want to discuss things peacefully?!' Drakken bellowed, "Well then, go on!! State your business, lest you wish to be ripped to shreds, you stupid dogs!!"
Lord Stark managed to straighten up, the pressure no longer keeping him from getting up, "P-Princess Viserra was offered to marry my son." He managed, "It is not right for the word of the King to be given and suddenly taken back!"
Drakken's eyes narrowed, "What did I say? I won't repeat myself again." He said, "Viserra is my Dragon Maiden, she is not to marry anyone! And if she were allowed, do you truly think I'd let her marry some Northerner?"
"House Stark....." Lord Stark said, "It is an ancient and noble House, with the blood of the First Men coursing through our blood. We are loyal vassals to House Targaryen and have served the Realm faithfully. We have manned The Wall far longer than House Targaryen has ever been in Westeros. You cannot just insult our heritage. We-"
"Hmph, The Wall." Drakken said, "What foolishness. Bran The Builder was so scared of something very silly that he built an entire structure to keep that out of the land, how cowardly."
Lord Stark's face hardened, "You don't understand." He said, "You don't know what's north of The Wall, the terrors that lie there. There is a good reason it exists, to keep us protected."
"What lies there, I wonder?" Drakken said
"Death." Lord Stark said seriously, "Unlike anything you have ever-"
Drakken waved his hand and the men that were with him were decapitated, blood spraying everywhere as they collapsed to the ground.
"What?! NO!" Alaric Stark bellowed
Drakken then snapped his fingers and black tendrils flew out of his body and shot at the men's corpses, reattaching their heads and healing their wounds. After a few seconds, the men's eyes shot open as they gasped for air.
Lord Stark saw this with pure shock, "What....?"
Baelon scowled, "Drakken....!!!"
Drakken's tendrils retracted to his body as he rubbed his neck, "Death." He said, "I am Death."
"You...." Lord Stark said, his face a bit pale, "How....?"
"Seems you lot haven't been paying attention." Drakken gave him a smirk, "I am The God of War and Death, Drakken. I assure you, whatever is north of The Wall is nothing compared to me. You are worried about the wrong things, you stupid insolent pups. The true threat isn't in the icy lands beyond an ice wall, it is standing right in front of you. Cross me and I will show The North what it means to truly suffer. It is quite a vast territory, ripe for War. My Duskguard will ravage your lands, kill your warriors, and take your homes. And my beasts.....they will show you true horrors...."
"Drakken, that is enough." Jaehaerys said, "We didn't come here to threaten the North, we came here to discuss Viserra."
"What the fuck would it take for you lot to look away? That is what I am wondering myself. I don't want to bother in murdering a bunch of you cunts, although I am not against it." Drakken said seriously, "And let me find out you've been lying, trying to pull something with those Strong imbeciles."
Alaric Stark took a step forward, "Princes Viserra is my rightful betrothed!!" He shouted, "I will not allow just anyone to take her away from me, she was promised!"
"Alaric..." Lord Stark said, "Calm down!"
"No, Father!" He exclaimed, "I won't allow him to just come here and insult us like this!! I challenge him!"
Baelon scowled, "Lord Alaric, reconsider those words!!" He exclaimed, "The last thing you want is to challenge Drakken of all people!"
Alaric glared at Drakken, "I challenge you, Drakken!!" He shouted, "I don't care if you're a god or not....I will not be a Man if I allow you to spit in the face of my House and its heritage!"
Drakken smirked, "I don't know if you're stupid or actually brave." He said, "It takes a lot of balls or no brains to say the words you just told me......"
"Do you truly wish to die?"
