Chapter 186 [Vault]

Title - HOTD: Leandra the Blessed | Chapter 7 | Futanari MC

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[3rd POV] [Year 115 AC | Casterly Rock]

”Leandra? How-we thought you had died!” Lord Patrick Crakehall exclaimed in shock, as he like the other lords in the room, had all met and interacted with Leandra quite a lot, as the girl had been quite helpful to each of them. Even giving them ideas for ways to improve upon their lands, such as crop rotations, ideas for finding mineral deposits in nearby mountains in their lands, and more.

And now she was back, after 12 years, as a full grown, beautiful woman.

”I am quite hard to kill, Lord Crakehall. And once I had heard of the actions of House Reyne against my family…I could not simply sit by and allow for them to get away with it” Leandra replied with a small smile, as she quite liked Patrick, the man was loyal to a fault, and quite intelligent.

“You mean to take the Rock? What of the King?” Lord Lefford asked. Truthfully none of the Lords in the room were particularly against the idea, as she truly was the only option, the best option. She could give birth to heirs, as well as bed others to have heirs. She was intelligent, skilled with the blade, and knew her way around the Westerlands.

Frankly she would have been a better lord than Jason was, but it simply wouldn’t have worked, as she was, in all accounts, the last option. It was simply the way of things, but now that she was back, now that she was the Last Lannister, the only one who could continue the line, she was the only true choice, and they all knew it.

“The King will have no choice but to accept, Lord Lefford. I am the last Lannister, I am also able to take a wife and give her a child, as everyone in Westeros no doubt knows by now. I am also the only one in the West that knows what it takes to run this House and these lands, no offense to all of you” Leandra said, as they all went silent, knowing it was the truth.

They already struggled to run their lands, they didn’t even want to imagine how difficult it would be to run the entire West, having to worry about the other Kingdoms at all times, having to worry about the King and his family, and having to worry about all sorts of things. They also knew that she was capable of taking a wife, since by technicality, she was classified by both man and woman by the Faith, meaning she could take either, and it would not be against any sort of law.

It would be looked down upon by plenty, but not illegal.

“Do you have proof of what House Reyne has done, my la-lord?” Lord Serrett asked, as she nodded.

“A letter will be passed to each of you. One that has been certified to be the writing of the Lord of House Reyne by my Maester. And I am sure that any of you who know the man's manner of writing, will know it is him” Leandra said, as Gullin passed the letter to one of the men, as it slowly began to get shown to everyone important in the room, one by one they let out sighs, and in other cases, angry grunts.

For it was true. House Reyne had rebelled against their Liege Lord, and killed the Lannisters, well…almost all of them. For a single lion remained, and that would be their greatest mistake, and their downfall.

“This cannot be allowed to pass, My lord! They must pay for their actions!” Lord Estren yelled, anger clear in his tone as he read the note, that in essence, was Robb Reyne thanking the bandits for their “Swift Killing of the Golden Cats” and making it “Untraceable”.

“It will not, Lord Estren. I have already begun to amass a small army that will march upon Castamere. The Reyne’s will pay for their actions, of that I swear on the Old Gods and the New” Leandra swore, for she would make them pay, and they would never forget it…no one would.

For she had claws longer than any other, and would make sure the entirety of Westeros heard her Roar of fury and grief.

“But I have called upon all of you for one reason, which I am sure that you have already surmised what it is” Leandra said, as they slowly nodded.

“We have sworn to follow the Lannisters since the days of Heroes, for hundreds of years we have followed your family, and we shall for hundreds more! Whether you’ve got a cock, a cunt, or both, none matters to me! I will follow you!” Lord Crakehall roared, as he got to his feet, and bowed deep, and spoke loudly.

“To Leandra the Blessed, the Lord of Casterly Rock! The Shield of Lannisport! And the Rightful Warden of the West!” Patrick yelled, as the other lords looked around for a few moments, before getting to their feet.

“Lord Leandra the Blessed!” “Lord Leandra the Blessed!” “The Last Lion!” Yells echoed through the halls of Casterly Rock, as Leandra gazed at the lords pledging themselves to her, their rightful Liege Lord, and she did the only thing that she could in that one moment.

She…smiled.

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After the Lords all swore themselves to her, all naming her the Lord of Casterly Rock, Leandra had told them of her plans for the surprise attack she would launch upon Castamere, an attack that would end with her killing every last Reyne, and all guards that fought back. Her spies were already smuggling out the innocents, primarily workers and innocent children, with no one even realizing.

And now she stood on her large horse, Essos bred, bred for war and battle. One of the best breeds in the world, if not the best in the world. Alongside her and behind here were the Lannister army, a fraction of it, carrying the banner of her family, as they marched towards Castamere to avenge her family, and avenge the injustice of what the Reyne’s had done.

“Are you sure you wish to do this, My Lord? Once this happens, you cannot take it back” One of her men asked next to her, knowing what she wished to do.

“I do. It’s for the best. The entirety of Westeros must understand that just because my family is dead, does not mean I cannot bear my claws. Let the entirety of Westeros see my fury, and hear my roar” Leandra said coldly.

“As you wish, my lord…let us show them what it means to fuck with the Lannisters” The man replied, a small grin forming on his face as he gave his men and the orders, orders that would change the landscape of Westeros forever more.

And so, on that night, 5 days after speaking with the Lords, Leandra the Blessed brought her host of 3,000 men, and ambushed the Reyne family. Forcing them to flee into the only place they could…their mines.

And thus…she took a book from Tywin Lannister, and that moment, that slaughter of the Reyne’s, was known forever more as…

The Rains of Castamere

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That’s the end of the chapter!

Honestly contemplating making this a fanfic posted to public sites and joining Fanon Maker and Daughter of God as a fic that’ll get updated every 3-4 days. Mostly because I am enjoying this fic quite a lot, and it would give me more variety, not sure though yet, still deciding on whether or not I want to do that.

Short chapter, as it was basically just an interaction with the Lords of the Westerlands, and then her committing the act that would be known as the Rains of Castamere, which was the drowning of every member of the Reyne family, as well as many others, in the mines beneath the castle, trapping them inside and drowning them to death.

A horrible way to die, but Leandra is NOT a good person, no one in this time period is. Perhaps in Daenerys time you can be, but the time of the Dance of the Dragons was…not a good one.

Anyways, have a good day!