Game of Dragonborn.

Chapter 96 - The Dark Side of War.

[Chapter Size: 2000 Words.]

Third Person POV.
Riverrun.

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The northern army and the Lannisters finally clashed with each other in the following weeks after the northern army passed through the Twins, under the command of the Lord of the Crossing, Walder Frey.
No one knew the deal exactly outside the army, but there certainly was one — knowing how old Frey acted, always trying to get something out of everything and seeing that the North needed him, he certainly took much more than just that.

So in one of the first moves Robb Stark made as commander in the absence of his father.
Then to everyone's surprise, while all were shocked by Robb Stark sacrificing 2,000 men to deceive Tywin Lannister, he captured Jaime Lannister and imprisoned him.

"Hahaha!"
"Stop, please!"

Footsteps...
"You'll be my prize today, feel honored!"

Footsteps...
"Father!"
"Don't worry, he's dead."

Footsteps...

The man who had taken off his armor to lower his pants and remove the cheap dress from that peasant woman as he began to rape her didn't even hear the footsteps coming up behind him, as a huge shadow appeared behind him.

The woman was still trying to call for help, and the man felt great pleasure in it, but then it happened.

The sound of flesh being sliced was heard as the man seemed to take a few seconds to understand what was happening, then the pain came.

"Ahhhh!! My leg!!" he screamed immediately, looking back, as he saw a man with a sword on his leg, while he kept the leg pinned to the ground as he removed the girl's dress.

The girl finally saw herself free from the grip of that man as she backed away, scared by the man's screaming, while she got up and tried to cover herself with the torn dress while crying, looking at the one who had touched her, now screaming in pain as there was still a man with the sword piercing his leg.

"What do we have here..." the stranger's voice spoke as he looked at the man pinned by his sword while staining all the grass of that small farm with the blood from his leg.

"Get this off me! You bastard!" the man cried.

He tried to lunge at Jon with his hands, but the Dragonborn grabbed him and threw him to the ground in one motion; in the next moment, he pulled out a dagger and drove it into the hand, pinning it to the ground as well.

"AHHHH!!!" the man screamed again from the unbearable pain he was feeling at that moment.

"Well... how about you answer my questions..." Jon calmly remarked, looking at the stranger.

"Go to hell!" the man shouted.

"I wasn't talking to you..." Jon said, and at that moment, the barn door opened with a man adjusting his pants and entering with a sword.

"Harrik! What's going on?!" he shouted quickly as he saw the stranger simply throw something at him — in the next moment, a sword struck his thigh, making him fall to the ground immediately with a cry of pain.

"Ahhhh!" he screamed while the young girl seemed to tremble in fear.

"Too much screaming." Jon calmly remarked as he pulled the sword from the first man's leg and struck his neck, killing him on the spot.

The man with the sword in his thigh, amid the pain, saw that and couldn't help but be terrified, seeing the stranger getting closer and closer with the same sword.