Mobile Suit Gundam Sidestory: Fenrir

Jon Snow

2 Weeks after
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Jon Snow's POV

"Hey, Jon. They say the knights and their Princess are exotic beauties. Ya think I can sleep with one of them." I shook my head at Theon's rather crude comment.

"Ha! You would be considered lucky if you even caught a glimpse of Lady Alicia's beauty with her armor covering her up from head to toe!" One of the Manderly soldiers escorting us replied to Theon, causing the others to laugh.

"Truly, you jest. A woman as a knight? That's a good joke if I ever heard one. They're probably just a bunch of women playing knights." Theon scoffed before his lips turned into a leacherous grin, "But I'm sure I'll teach them the joys of being a woman when I'm through them."

Then suddenly escorts went silent.

"Lord Stark, would it breach the contract with the Greyjoys if the kid dies in the hands of the foreigners." One soldier spoke up, addressing Lord Stark.

"Theon, behave yourself." The Lord simply answered back, silencing the Greyjoy ward.

I shook my head at Theon's behavior.

Currently, we are the Neck's riverbanks, riding towards the White Harbor to House Manderly.

For two weeks, rumors and hearsay have been circulating around the Harbor as of late.

Of how a gigantic white ship made of pure white metal arrived at its docks, damaged and in need of asylum from unknown pursuers. It was also said that its owner is a young and beautiful princess of unknown roots, whose beauty surpasses any woman of the seven kingdoms and how her knights are just as equal to her.

But Lord Stark didn't ride from Winterfell to validate its rumors.

It's because of what Lord Stark received from Lord Manderly.

A simple breast plate made of unknown metal.

It came with a message that only Lord Stark knows. After that, for an entire week, Lord Stark had all his soldiers, all of his best smiths and all of the strongest northern men gathered in Winterfell for one single purpose.

To break or pierce the breast plate.

Nothing worked.

Swords snapped.

War hammers and it's ilk broke.

Arrows bounced off.

And boulders crumpled against it.

It even led to a point where the Maester had one of the scorpion ballistas modified and used against the breast plate.

Instead, all it left was a measley scratch and a small dent.

It was surreal seeing it.

That's when Lord Stark decided to come down to White Harbor in order to meet up with Lord Manderly and find out where he found this metal.

He also had Robb, Theon and I join his departure to which here they are.

"I see it, the White Harbor." Robb said out loud as we passed a cliff, giving a clear view of the Harbor.

"Is that the Ship?" Lord Stark asked one of the soldiers escorting them.

"Aye, My liege!"

I can only look in awe. Even from afar, the ship dwarfs all other ships and even the Manderly castle with its sheer size.

How can someone build such a ship? Where did it come from?

Who built it?

I wondered in my thoughts, my curiosity having intrigued by the sight.