With the Night's King conquering the north at an alarming rate, things down south were looking dire. It was only a matter of time till the horde of white walkers arrived, and then what? Who was left to defend the realm of humanity from the frozen and the dead? Who was strong enough to stand up and fight, even when the odds were stacked as unfavourably as they were?
Two heroes rose to the occasion. One of noble birth, her story filled with sacrifice and hardship, of dragons and revenge, of taking her rightful place as ruler of the seven kingdoms. Then there was a boy who'd found his calling in a bakery, remade by flour and butter, and turned into a god of pies. His story was of rags to riches, and his voice carried a meaty weight that few could ignore.
After the demise of Cersei Lannister at the Annual Tourny, Daenerys Targaryen relocated her army and dragons to Kings Landing. She had expected to be met with hostility, but instead, the city welcomed her with open arms. As it turned out, Cersei was not well loved.
The first thing Danny did as queen of the seven kingdoms was to improve King Landing's defences. Her unsullied covered the walls like a spikey impenetrable shield, while her Dothraki guarded the surrounding land. The walls were fortified and a second wall was built around the first, creating a second barrier. Next, Danny commisioned the city's greatest blacksmiths to create armour for her three dragons. If they were going to protect the city, then they needed protection from the Night King's deadly spears.
The city quickly grew, and more walls were built around the last, each time expanding King Landing's territory. To a raven high above the city, it looked like a vast maze of stone and mortar. Survivors from across the land flocked to the city in droves.
One such survivor was Hot Pie. His Inn had been attacked by the white walkers, forcing him to abandon his bakery business and travel south. Luckily for him, Kings Landing was every bit the jewel he had imagined it to be, except it was ruled by a crazy lady who was obsessed with dragons. Watching her prance about the streets made him wonder what life would be like if he sat on the iron throne. For who else could care for the great people of the Seven Kingdoms than a simple baker. The contentment of the heart lay in a full stomach, after all.
Time moved on, and the war slowly crept closer and closer. Reports of white walkers were coming in from towns across the border, and it was only a matter of time till the final battle was at hand. Hot Pie had been busy these past few months, planning his ascension to the throne. Using his culinary skills, he had wowed the dragon queen and managed to not only get a place as her head bakery chef, but also a knighthood for exemplary bakery skills. Now in a position of power, all he needed to do was remove her with a pie so devilishly delicious that to consume it would spell death.
The day came around quickly, and the killer pie was made. Sitting under a silver tray, it sped off to the queen's chambers. Two hours later and she was declared dead. Hot Pie wished he'd seen the queen's face as she passed. To view the joy on her lips, intermingled with despair. But alas, it was not meant to be. The only thing left to do was to manoeuvre himself into a position to take the throne. That meant eliminating the competition. He was a noble now, so anyone of higher status was a threat.
Little did Hot pie know, but those same nobles he was murdering happened to also be in charge of the city's defences. Without proper leadership, the city was at risk. And at risk, it was, as the white walkers attacked one week later. The siege began with a great mist descending upon the city, making visibility impossible. Next, the dead rose from their graves and began to attack the city internally. Each death made the problem worse, and whole sections had to be cut off and barricaded. The defenders were spread thin, and it was only a matter of time till they lost control. To make matters worse, the Dothraki who'd camped outside the walls had all disappeared, only to return a day later as ravenous undead monstrosities. The city was close to falling; there was no doubt about that now. Even Daenerys' dragons knew how hopeless it all was, as they quickly left for warmer climates.
Abandoned and under siege, the city quickly became overrun. The once oppressed paupers turned into a tide of undead death, killing all those who'd once dared to live above them. Mothers and fathers turned on their children, and the stench of decay was palpable on the wind. Hot Pie sought refuge in the throne room, the last bastion of the city. It was empty here, the guards long gone and the nobles a distant afterthought. At least he had the throne, the one thing in life he'd wanted more than anything.
The door to the throne room suddenly creaked open, startling Hot Pie from his troubled thoughts. Peering through the murky darkness, he spotted a tall man carrying a spear, and a small woman beside him. The pair walked into the dim light, and Hot Pie's blood froze. It was the Night's King and his wicked bride. The couple grinned, and an undead Daenerys stumbled forward, hungry malice glittering in her murky grey eyes. Hot Pie squealed like a pig and tried to run, but Daenerys was upon him, raking at his flesh with her decaying fingertips. She yanked and bit at him, causing great wounds upon his smooth skin. Hot Pie died in utter agony, at the hands of the woman he'd killed.
The Night's King stepped forward, ice covering every inch of the room, and sat down on a throne made of ice and swords. His queen stood beside him, and as the last of humanity faded, the reign of the white walkers began.
The Night's King has taken the Iron throne, surviving the game and conquering all in his path. The world is now a barren ice sheet, stretching from north to south, and all across the ocean to Esos and beyond.
1st place: The Night's King Lara-Lei
2nd place: Hot Pie MKConan
3rd place: Daenerys Targaryen calicocatx
Special mention: Tyene Sand LeilaAscariz
aka the Nights Queen, who killed a sizeable chunk of characters off.
1st Place wins A pop Vinyl of your winning character, 500 points, and a free haiku poem commission from me. 50 points from Yrdenne
2nd Place wins A pop Vinyl of your character (or in this case a character of your choosing as Hot Pie doesn't have a pop vinyl made of him) + 100 points, 50 points from Yrdenne
3rd place: A pop Vinyl of your character, 50 points from Yrdenne
Special mention gets 50 points. Your savagery was truly impressive.
Please get in contact with me and I will sort out how to best send out your pop vinyl gifts, along with your free Haiku commission. Again, congratulations to the winners!