《Song of Blood and Fire》


 SBF - Chapter 1 - Song of Dawn

    " Hhh, that turned out bad quickly" Eddy murmured in a kind of a sarcastic mocking tone as if to remember himself of his mistake.


    Eddy Crawford 27 years old, a material engineer students part-time drug dealer. He lost his parents when he was 20 and was a tough time was he had to deal with his parents dead and his economic life. What his parents barely left could only make him live on his own for a year, and he didn''t have any other relatives to go and as himself, his parents too was an only child.


    Was he didn''t want to abandon his parents hope for him graduate he eventually found an easy job that he could take and that was selling drugs. Well, there was others option but he takes the easy one. But with time he started to focus more on selling, and just keep going to school as past time occupation and an easy way to get out of trouble with authorities, thus leading to almost 10 years of studying and just a step to finish, and somehow his grade was best in every subject.


    "Dying....?" He felt his conscious as slowly fade, he was unwilling to part at least this soon, but he recognized that whit 3 holes in his chest and he could probably reborn before his body could be taken to the hospital. His body completely relaxes by is own in a gesture of just let the nature of death do his job.


    "AHHAH.." a soul-shattering scream shot from his already daeth body.


    "crk crk..." A crackling sound resonate as if is soul was been turn apart. There was no way he could have felt pain as it belongs to corporal bean. But there it was a mortifaing pain that made him wish that pain as a thing from legend.


    Eddy Crawford slowly opens his eyes, and it was completely devoid of signs of life. But what came to his vision was the absence of light or complete darkness so to say. that wasn''t all as a terrible headache as an assault of memory as if forcefully inserting itself into his head.


    "HAAHHH... " Constant sound of pain came out of his mouth while is body twist in a strange way trying quickly.


    After a while, he stood completely unmovable on the bed. Then, ''The Great Wall''..... ''Wildlings'', ''The Nothern,...'' Constantly fragments of memory came to his mind.


    Abruptly his eyes open, a spark of light shone to his eyes but then he forcefully closed it again as if he seems to belong to a creature that treats light as its most hateful enemy. then he tries, again and again, to open his eyes in an attempt to appreciate this dim ray of light.


    Memories start to flowing to his mind. After a while his eyes had could stare at the light without having to forcefully close itself again but he was still unconsciously closing it and open as if had become anything he knew how to do it, as the new memories in his head made his entire memories of an old life was just a dream as this new memory completely fit his mind and his body as if it was always there. But he knew that was not true.


    This new memory was about Domeric Bolton, House Bolton, The Nothern, Westeros, but with time the fragment memory seems to gradually piecing itself together.


    Domeric Bolton, or Eddy Crawford, or the fusion of the two people''s. This his how he felt at this moment was he somehow could not identify himself as one of them.


    Eddy, or better now Domeric Bolton felt his blood getting hotter, as he now noted that the little spark of light was coming from himself and with a sensation of burning through his body to even his soul so to say. The intense pain made him scream wildly and roll around.


    "My lord, Everything alright?" A woman voice with a hint of concerned came from the door.


    Of course, the reply came as a more wild scream.


    The woman seems to assume the scream as valid a request to enter so she open hurriedly the thick oak door. The moment she enters the room only see a young man uncontrollably twisting in the halfway between the bed and the floor.


    "Call the doctor, the young lord feeling bad." She seemed unable to make sense of what going on and like a scary cat she runs to the hallways loudly shouting and came back to straighten up the young lord.


    Strangely she could not see any sparks of light that were coming out of Domeric Bolton entire body.


    Shortly a commotion way wakes tough the DreadFort as it came to live in the middle of the night.


    ......


    With the morning sun, Domeric wakes up.


    He opens his eyes in hazy, the experience of last night was vivid in his memories as the intertwined experience of is life on earth and of this world. From earth''s culture, education, to the glory of the world nobility, family, all kinds of things to make his mind messy but not strange to any of them.


    His eyes were open but glazed.


    He could see a young man seated on top of the bed look at the mirror at the room corner.


    A youth with what seems to be considered a bit over average size with a soft and hairless body. He has a plain face and ordinary, with his only noticeable feature being his dark gray hair and his eyes, paler than stone and darker than milk, strange like two white moons. His eyes are said to be paler and more deep in his socket than those of his father, Roose.


    "Who am I?" "That''s was Domeric first word murmured. His mind enters a fast thinking mode like a rat with a burning tail running around from thought to thought. He had somehow understood that he had reborn, transmigrate or something between that line.


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    "Domeric Bolton" He came to this thought unconscious as if had said other words he would never truly accept or the least accept fast enough to live. Somehow his new mind had decided to create a new self in a way to block himself to break down as this as to much shock for a simple person as Eddy Crowford. After that, his thoughts were clear, and the memory of the two worlds began to be categorized separately.


    After a long time, he returns to himself and starts to assert himself to his current situation "I am Domeric Bolton 17 years old, the heir and sole trueborn son of Lord Roose Bolton and Lady Bethany Bolton in the Nothern territory."


    He then starts to remember some memories that were still fresh in his mind about Domeric. After spending almost 4 years as a page for Lady Barbrey Dustin his aunt, he then spent 3 years in the Vale as a squire to Lord Redford. After his fostering had ended at the age of 16, becoming a grown man by law. When returning home, he enjoyed spending some time with Lord Redford sons, then learned he had a bastard brother. Sought out his bastard brother he rode up the Weeping Water to seek out his bastard half-brother despite his father''s forbidding it.


    Barely 1 days had passed since he had come back from the Weeping Water and accordingly, to his memory he was doomed to die shortly after the visiting his bastard brother and supposedly from sickness. Here his warning starts to fail him, although he was a big fam of the Series Game of Throne going as far as reading the book and occasionally going to the internet to search for things that he failed to understand.


    "The most important now is to find a cure if I''m truly poisoned... that Bastard" he didn''t think that he would just become sick after visiting his bastard there just too much coincidence to be true, and he remembers a bit of Ramsay sarcasm on Domeric death.


    "Maybe if I ask him gently he will..." He stops his murmured voice was his mouth seems to have a tough time talking his original world langue.


    "koom koom..." In the middle of his thoughts came a knock on the door. The door open as if the knock as just a little ceremony that as perform before opening it.


    An unbent and handsome woman, whit wrinkles around her eyes, and her hair is most parts brown with a few strips of grey. She wears her hair tied behind her head in a horse knot. She was dressed in black red with vair. She is Bethany Bolton his mother.


    "My child..." She talks in a low voice but with a tender and sweet that seems to bring warmth to any storm night.


    This sensation of warmth seems to bring a piece of peace to his stormed mind. He felt himself let be take by this sensation, then a piece of thought pop up in his mind ''why does her voice bring me this filling, this is like my other mother...OH''. Somehow he founds himself to really let become Domeric.


    "How are felling my child..." Bethany''s voice sound concerned as her hearth as constantly feeling uneasy.


    "Be.... mother your child was just feeling a bit unwell " Domeric almost called her by her name and just by a nick of time seems to access his memory and talk more slowly.


    The knowledge of langue just came to him as if it was natural, and surprisingly his mouth seems to fallow whit his mind as if he had always talked this langue. But still not a perfect natural. as his mind was still rust from overflowing memories.


    They two starts talking little topic as if they both are trying to know each other, at least for Domeric as Bethany as more like reencounter with her child that had been away from a time. Although she could have visited him when never she wants but there still some time since the last time from the Redford.


    "There is something that is bothering you, isn''t it..." She raised her hand paddling Domeric shoulders and then to his head. She could see a bit of discomfort in the way the Domeric talk to her.


    "Nothing..." As he was trying to comfort his new mother that seems to give him again a once lost feeling of a comforting mother. As an old man had entered the room


    "...Sory my lady. I''m here to see the young lord" The old man had a fringe of white hair around his balding, mottled scalp. He had a wizened face and a back slightly hunched. With each movement there was the creak of old bones, he is Maester Uthor of the DreadFort.


    "Oh, you could enter.." Bethany gets up from the bed corner that she had sated down to better talk to his son. She walks up to give way to Uthor examine Domeric wellbeing.


    "Well, how have young lord been" Uthor sat by the bed corner as a sign to give his old body a bit of rest.


    "Sigh, somehow well..." Domeric said in a half vigorous tone as he is a bit tired of his small chat with Bethany, but he only felt it now.


    "OH, I see bit tired isn''t it?" Although Domeric gave small signs but still enter the eyes of the old eyes of Uthor that seems to be well versed in finding it out.


    "Excuse, I think I will retire myself. My child, we resume your small chat later be well" Bethany retire her self with a warm farewell. She retires herself principally to give a more free space to Uthor examine Domeric and my something else as she didn''t have a pleasant face in from of Uthor.


    "Does any place hurts..." Uthor resume to examine Domeric after both of then bid their farewell to Bethany.


    "No... " Domeric answer in a morbid tone. As his mind, his constantly been assault by a headache.


    Then Uthor places his hand in his neck in an attempt to take his temperature. then move his hand to other places with the same intent.


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 SBF - Chapter 2 - Song of Dawn

    "My lord seems that you caught a little fever from your last travel and few days of rest will make strong like a horse again,"Uthor said with a pleasing sound to himself that clearly shows pride in his examination skill.


    ''I''m doomed if this is the zenith of medicine in this word...'' The entire examination consists of in a base of asking a question if some places his hurting and testing his temperature. Domeric start making an expression of mocking to this kind of examination and shaking a little his head lamenting his fate if he didn''t do something. Domeric sprints his mind trying to see if he can find some solution.


    "I can I ask you something maester," Domeric said with a hurried voice as the easiest conclusion to find a solution his asking supposedly the most knowledgeable person in DreadFort.


    "hh, Be at will young lord, " Uthor said with a wooly voice as he as tries to bring his old body up front the bed corner.


    "What is the better cure for any type of poison" Domeric ask directly.


    "toom...Hahh" Uthor body directly fall down in his halfway getting up from the bed down to the corner of the bed.


    "Does my lord think that you have been poisoned" Uthor seems to realize what he means in his time falling on the bed.


    ''Nice mind, at least not so dumb'' Domeric gave a little praise to this old rag mind.


    "Yes, I''m most sure that this is the case old r..." Domeric stops himself halfway from letting his mouth talk his mind.


    "Are you sure my lord, this is grave matter, and could probably... maybe you are filling too unwell my young lord" Uthor stop himself barely from a spoken word with high consequence as this came as a shock to him. Them Uthor process to see if the mind of Domeric is not suffering from fever.


    "YAh, sure I''m about that... and even think that the culprit his my Bastard brother." He said with a certain voice but mind seems to negate other possibilities as that would mean that he was doomed from the beginning and his unwillingness to die again as this was not a pleasing this for him.


    "By the gods" This came as a bit more shock to Uthor adding to the already existing one. "This... This a grave thing my young lord, don''t talk this word if you are not sure..." Uthor said this word as if telling Domeric that even if this is not true the price would be a bastard so he better to weight his word, has ever body in DreadFort know that he came back from RedFort craving for a brother going as far as fighting his own father and going to Weeping Water.


    "YA ya ya... So could find me a cure or not?..." Domeric said him a plain tone as he is not caring more for the old rag doubt.


    "Hmm" Uthor could fell that this young lord personality had made a 180-degree turn form a single phrase and his tone, but he just that Domeric assumed situation would mess with anyone mind.


    "I..." Uthor stop himself again from talking as there is a more hiding tone behind last Domeric word as if he would reverse the 7 kingdoms in search for a cure and he is just the first step in the Domeric search.


    "Does my young lord know what poison his" Uthor said while preparing to weight ever Domeric words.


    "..." Domeric start to shack his mint trying to find something. But after a while he shacks his head saying that he didn''t know.


    "So why did you think he had poisoned young lord, " Uthor said this with a bit of doubt from Domeric assumption. Then Domeric star narrating his visit to his brother at Weeping Water about how they shared food and drinks and so on.


    "By what my lord said this must be some kind of poison with a slow effect although this kind poison his rare and I think young lord sti..." Uthor stop is the word in his track as he seems to fell that he is navigating to narrow water with Domeric.


    "I think is more like a poison that would simulate some disease... rare," Domeric thought went wild  he takes note to Uthor last words ''rare''


    ''How does a bastard get his hand on a rare poison... maybe the poisoned will happen after, but how... maybe his mother will do it or send someone to do it.... maybe my Roesy will... maybe it is not even from poison.... maybe I even gonna die from sickness.....'' Domeric mind keep spawning wild speculation but he never refuse any of them. He considered as long his mind can speculate he could find a solution out of his future demise.


    "HRRHHR" Domeric shudder just from thinking of dying again. His eyes sunk even bit more.


    ''Maybe if I just kill Ramsay it would stop.... well his mother too have to go down as a mother grief weight heavy from any side.... hoo there is that smelly boy too... how is name.....well if it is a disease it will be a difficult one to solve... as of my..... "Here his new personality enters into action forming all kind of contra measure for all his previous wild thought. As some of this measure would go against even his old Eddy self even trough Eddy Crowford thread closely to some of this line.


    "young lord, young lord..." Uthor called for Domeric as he waves his any to see if could bring him out of his  trance


    "Yes Uthor,... I''m sorry I let my mind care me. Maybe a do have little fever after all" Domeric made an apologetic voice explaining is absent mind.


    "Don''t mind young lord"


    "Yes, about the matter of poison that my young lord is talking about, I think  I need a bit more of time to figure it out...." Uthor said


    "Uthor, I need you to do me one more favor..." Domeric said after calm down planned a little scheme in his head.


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    "you may say, young lord"


    "Could you keep this small chat between us," Domeric said I it with a treading eye saying ''don''t blame me if someone got flayed because of his/her mouth talked what shouldn''t''.


    "Yes my young lord I will keep shut but..."Uthor felt affright the moment he caught sight of Domeric eyes that was deep inside his socket with a touch of red.


    "Shmm... No even lord Boltom.." Uthor doubting his take a deep look again but only to fail to notice anything different and only to consider a fault of his old age


    "No, even me What?" The man that spoke is of average size with a soft and hairless body. He has a plain face, with a little beard and ordinary with his only noticeable feature being his eyes, paler than stone and darker than milk, strange like two white moons. His eyes are not so paler than those of his son, Domeric. He has a pasty skin. This man is Roose. He had heard that his son had a convulsion but when he had come to visit last night Domeric was already sleeping again.


    "father,...N...Nothing, "  Domeric answer with a pitch sound as the sudden presence of Roose had frighting him.


    "Are you sure?" Roose didn''t believe it wasn''t anything just by the surprised face of Domeric and heavy breathing Uthor.


    "It is true Uthor" Roose turn his head to Uthor seeing Domeric failing to answer him.


    "it is just a little fever that I caught recently, so not much too worried, so I told Uthor to not worry you guy... I mean mother and father..." Domeric didn''t really care much about their worries just that he wants to be surer before start doing things out of proportions.


    "Isn''t Uthor? " Domeric said as he cast his eyes to Uthor after talking to Roose.


    "Yes, it is my lord," Uthor said as he shakes his head in confirmation. "If my lord excuses me I will make a light remedy for Domeric fever." Uthor lifted his body as he takes his eyes of Domeric in a demonstration that he understands the Domeric didn''t want Roose to know, at least not today.


    "So know you learned how to lie, isn''t" Of course Roose wasn''t played by Domeric little words.


    "Well I not here for playing today, need to talk about your disrespect my words and rode to Weeping Water." Roose start is lecture as he saw that his fever not as an excuse to run from his punishment. He wants to talk about Domeric well being first but seeing him already lying he considered that at least he was fine.


    "You right father, I should have listened to you"  Domeric truly agreed with is Roose in this one. Domeric was an ingenue boy that didn''t see the ugly site of peoples as he could not even see his brother disesteem to him when he had ridden to see his brother Ramsay. Although he didn''t have proved that Ramsay had or will poison him but he prefers to commit injustices on an innocent person that let the guilty one go.


    "And don''t even come with your half heart excuse about him being your brother... Humm" Roose was unprepared for Domeric sudden consent. He could remember how he had a heavy disputation about his brother and even ignoring his word.


    "Did something happen?" Roose immediately figures that something had happened but he couldn''t just know so he had to ask. He knew how eager Domeric was to have a brother company.


    "Nothing much father, just wasn''t what I expect" ALthoug Domeric could tell his mind to Roose, but somehow he knew that Roose wouldn''t approve Ramsay death even being a bastard. Roose although a cold person, but somehow he values his blood much to don''t approve whatever Domeric had planned for Ramsay as this is just speculation.


    "I told that it not a good thing. He is a bastard after all.." Roose went on again on a thing of this matter.


    Then they briefly change their conversation to Domeric time with the company of Horton''s sons as they barely talk before Domeri start running to Weeping Water.


    "hhh, Father could I borrow your leech, as I heard they are good for health and my they can do me some good." Domeric wasn''t lying he had heard that leech therapy his good for health in his past before, or Eddy to say.


    "Oh, you want to try leeches?... Sure you can try, I will send some servant to bring you out some later. You will find that it isn''t much thing that is good as a fat leech" Roose was kind happy, For him, he would not be the only Bolton to try some leeches, and maybe he could find some bond with Domeric, but didn''t quite caught the meaning of his last words as he had quite become in a good mood. And the little chat of leech toke quite a time as Roose start talking about how he felt after the leeches therapy.


    "Ok, now I got to go, have somethings that have to deal with today, you and your mother may start to eat without me." But relative too how much time Domeric had passed with Bethany with Roose was a bit shorter as Roose seems a man that doesn''t talk much but every word he spoke seems to be given a thought first.


    After Roose left Domeric cast his eyes to the windows for the first time seem the source of the light that had brought light and a melody of warm that. Although the sun had risen a quite some time ago enough to be considered close to lunch time, but for Domeric this has the time the sun had risen for the first time.


    "What beautiful dawn,"


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    "He had become quite a chat one"


    word of Roose Bolton.

 SBF - Chapter 3 - Song of Dawn

    Roose walks out of the Domeric room, with two guards waiting outside they walking through the lobby as step resonate trough.


    "Good you are where " Roose slowing his step when he had seen who was just at the intersection of the hall.


    "So you could tell what you was chit-chat in there with the small boy and didn''t want me to be part of it," Roose said as he takes a look at the old man that was waiting for him.


    "Yes my lord,.. could we switch to another place first" This old man was Uthor and of course he would not disagree with Domeric in his presence as he was still the heir to House Bolton but he could not keep secret from the current lord or this would be considered as a conspiracy and Domeric seems to fail to notice it.


    "Ok, let''s go to my chambers " This was one of reason Roose was not much concerned to take the truth of Domeric as he knows that a maester once pledge loyalty to a lord they would not betray his lord, or else the maester wouldn''t become a type of international organization. To be more precise maester were like a knight, but instead from weapons, they use their mind.


    "Yes my lord" Uthor slowly drag his body following behind Roose to his chamber.


    "Ok, you can start telling me what you were talking about" After arriving at the main chamber Roose proceeds to seat at the most central chair and waiting for Uthor to seat just at the front of him before starting asking. His voice was low barely more than when someone his whispering.


    "Yes,... As you know my lord that Domeric was feeling unwell yesterday so I went to examine him, so I started by..." Uthor start narrating things even telling the details of the examination. Although Roose could not see any anomaly in what Uthor was saying about the examination as he too had been examining a lot of time by Uthor and even the previous maester. But he didn''t stop him as Roose could interpret as a confection of some sort.


    "...So Domeric says that he is suspecting been poisoned, then it was about that moment that my lord arrived " Uthor said as his voice seems to get husky.


    "Poison!!" Here Roose''s eyebrow furrowed. From the very moment, he heard about poison he didn''t say anything waiting to Uthor finish talking.


    "Are you sure about that" Actually Roose was waiting for something along the line that he had secretly knocked out some peasant girl and was looking for some solution from Uthor and try to keep secret from him.


    "Yes, thus was his word my lord" Uthor was really getting tired was his voice sounded a bit huskier.


    "What he said about his brother?" Roose momently sprints his mind into thinks.


    "He just said about how he felt bad after eating and drunk with is bother..." Uthor slowly spoke the words that Domeric had told him or at least what he remembers.


    "This is complicated" Roose momentarily murmured to himself. He starts thing why would a bastard is trying to kill his heir, been that this would not guarantee that he (Ramsay) wouldn''t necessarily change his snow (bastard) name. And there is the possibility of him being found and risk everything. What if there someone else is behind this. Roose immediately starts considering conspiracy behind this.


    "What you think about this?" Roose cast his eyes to Uthor waiting for his analysis.


    "My lord, I can only assume that it more to the story that the Domeris says," Uthor said.


    "What you mean" start getting interested in what Uthor was thinking.


    "The way Domeric was talking was like he knew something more..." Uthor just cast his eyes to Roose as he was implying that Domeric his keeping secret. But not seen Roose saying nothing he continues.


    "He said that in some words that ''it must be some kinda poison with slow effect'', and from that, I could vaguely see two cases," Uthor stopped for some breath " one he knew somehow that he was poisoned and could more or less determine the time the poison takes effect and the second that he was concerned that he would be poisoned" Uthor said his mind words.


    Uthor in a very simple way had more or less deduct Domeric current afflictions. Domeric had really look down on the Uthor wisdom or just was to confuse to thinks his your carefully.


    "And you seem to believe that it was the second" Roose could determine by how the Uthor talked.


    "Yes, my lord, he seemed more concerned with his near future than to find a solution if he was really poisoned." Uthor again hit the jackpot as Domeric seems to believe more that he would suffer a poisoning attempt in the near future.


    "Although there the possibility that he just getting paranoid after he had a convulsion last night..." Uthor was considering all possible and ruling it out if it doesn''t make sense.


    "Do you not think there is somebody behind this if what he said is true, "Both Roose and Uthor start discussing the various possibility as this involve the future of the House Bolton.


    "It is possible if the words spoken by he (Domeric) is true, and thus could even lead to war if it is not treated carefully..." Uthor had considered it but he didn''t say as he was waiting for Bolton to get to the matter first.


    "But I tend to rule it out since I don''t see any plausible reason for it. And I couldn''t see any house that currently sees you as a rival or felt threatened by House Bolton" Uthor but he carefully rules it out but still not disregarded the option.


    "What about the Houses of Southernlands," Roose still want to see more of Uthor thought on the possibility of some House been behind or trying to scheme against House Bolton.


    "Still my lord, no House from the Nothern could seem to benefit or even worse the ones from the Southern" Uthor said.


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    "But there is still the possibility....Isn''t it?" Roose said with a thoughtful voice.


    "Yes, there is...Maybe we should investigate the bastard(Ramsay) first before getting any conclusion " Uthor felt that they had discussed it too much and they need some kind of proof before starting to make more assumption.


    " Agree with you too, but I want it to be it keep low..." Roose didn''t want this kind of news flowing around the Northern.


    "What other House would think if they heard the wind that brothers want to kill each other." Even if Roose isn''t certain of the Domeric claims, it would travel to other ears in a various distorted way.


    "And keep an eye on Domeric even if this matter is not confirmed yet" Roose knew that a man mind travels tough dangerous path when death presents itself or even as though of it. So this matter was most keep between themselves.


    Roose was rather calm about the situation and maestro Uthor didn''t say anything as he was a clear thought of Roose personality. All the talk with Roose for Uthor it seems that Roose didn''t want other House to know about it as he seems rather want to see what would come out of it. And seem to want a more controlled chaos than set the matter out peacefully as he just states to keep an eye on instead of stopping if Domeric wants to do something.


    .........


    The gleam of the morning sun shots from afar.


    But Domeric would wake up till the midday. After a whole day and Night after thinking he could not clearly find out anything out of order with his memory about Ramsay that would say he was poison, as in any time he eats something Ramsay eat it, any drink he drinks Ramsay drunk it too. So he could not find anything at fault.


    ''hmm, It got to be him... The way he hates to be a bastard and how he would kill Fat Wald and it baby clearly showing that he could have done it before.'' But Domeric still most convincingly that it would be Ramsay or someone related to him somehow.


    ''I will rip out his tongue if necessary'' But he is not cracking his brain on that, now he needs to find it out if he his already poisoned or not. And the best way is to get it from the suspect source.


    So he already preparing his trip.Domeric standing nearly around 1,80 meters tall, with his almost considered skinny body but with a well-defined body that clearly show that speed is his strength. He is wearing black leather boots and leather trousers, with a pink reddish sweater jacket and soft leather armor with a fine silver steel ring on it. At is waist a shiny sword. The sword hilt is inlaid with a red gem and the crotch black.


    Of course, Domeric didn''t know of the conversation that takes place after Roose left his bedchamber yesterday, but after a night of thought, he finds himself been naive asking Uthor to keep a secret from the lord. And to the best senary for him, is that Uthor would only tell Roose later given him a little time to get front to front with Ramsay.


    "Where are you going child" A sweet quiet voice came from behind.


    "Mother, " Domeric instantly identify the voice before even turning around to see who it was.


    "Planning on going for a ride, Good. It seems that you already filling well." Bethany gave a sigh of relief.


    "But where you going?... I know that you like to ride a horse but I heard that you still hadn''t eaten anything since yesterday" Bethany said.


    "Come and eat first, I will send prepare something for you." Bethany not even waiting for the Domeric response she raised her arm that seems barely containing any force signaling Domeric to come to her embrace.


    "sigh" Domeric gave a small sigh.


    "Fine but I want you to do your hare soup"Seen Bethany shake his head in confirmation. Them he went and embrace her. Domeric felt that his action was more like a robot when he has around her. As if his mind would unusually act in a certain way but that way always made sense. Domeric didn''t give it a thought much and just went with her.


    Domeric went personally with her to the kitchen so he could see it being done. Since waking up yesterday Domeric didn''t trust think that he was given to eat.


    Entering the kitchen everybody cast an eye at Domeric. They look at him with strange eyes as he had been in yesterday at a kitchen and demanding to boil water in from of him and take with into his room afterward.


    All lady in the North know how to cook but most didn''t cook much as most of them end was being a lady of some lord or in a House rich enough to not need. Bethany as a lady she knew how to cook and spend most of her time in the kitchen when she was bored, although most to give orders than really cook.


    "thh" Bethany places a bowl of soup hare on top of the table after it was done.


    "humm, It smells good." Domeric could fell the gold taste just with is eyes as steam came out of a bowl and it mouth devour like an starving beast.


    "Thumm. There you are. Uthor said he wants to talk to you." Right, when Domeric was about to eat Roose''s voice came through the door.


    "Hoh" Domeric momentary forgot the hungry and spring right out the dining hall to the Uthor chamber.


    "You could at least eat first... what is so important that he neglects to eat," Bethany said as she sees Domeric racing out of the dining hall, out of the reach of her small voice.


    "WHo know. Nice soup, it smell good. It was you that made right?" Roose seat at the table and start eating the bowls of soup that Domeric had left.


    "Yes, it was. don''t eat everything, I made it for Domeric" Bethany really with her weak voice.

 SBF - Chapter 4 - Song of Dawn

    "Tomtom" Knock sounded from the door.


    "Come in," Uthor said with his elderly voice.


    "I heard that you wanted to see me maestro" Domeric push open the door not wait much after for the replay.


    "Yes, I want to talk to you... Come seat " Uthor raise is shaking arm pointing for Domeric to seat down.


    "So did you find something about what I asked you" Domeric not even caring for formality went directly to what he came for.


    "I went to some of the old books about medicine and search it carefully and could only two poison that fit young lord description...." Uthor said it with slow tone.


    "Come on don''t let me wait " Domeric was starting to getting impatient with Uthor.


    "Quite impatient had you become, isn''t it" Uthor then continue.


    "The two poison I found that fit the description is the ''unknown kiss'', not much is know about it except that it victims would die seven days after had ingested not knowing when they were poisoned. But I don''t think it could have been it was is recipe was lost with the Doom of Valyria" Here Uthor toke a breath.


    "The second is the '' tears of Lys'' a clear, tasteless, odorless with no trace left behind. But its price and rarely make it very difficult for even a noble to get it hands on it. It takes one to two day to kill is victims eating away the bowels and belly that are often confused with sickness."


    "hickss" The words of Uthor sent a chill downs the Domeric spine. Somehow he had an impression that in the novel that Domeric death was considered one of it.


    "And by the way young lord I didn''t have the opportunity of knowing why do you say you are poisoned" Uthor when he sees the Domeric reacting strangle when he ended talking about the ''tears of Lys''


    "I... I just felt strange when I came from the Weeping Water mill" Domeric almost start pouring out what he knew only to analyzing


    "I see..." Uthor was not convinced just by little words of Domeric but didn''t say anything.


    "Well I don''t think that you are poisoned yet at all"


    "What you mean" Domeric could fell a hidden meaning at Uthor words.


    " Well if you go to the dungeon you will know" The Uthor voice sounded heavy and tired as if all the years had amounting in his word.


    Domeric leaving Uthor chambers feeling that something had happened since yesterday but could not quite figure it out.


    ''Maybe Uthor told Roose and he decides to act... Maybe I was wrong after all I am is only trueborn heir'' Domeric is starting to like being the sole trueborn son of the lord. Just need to tell his problem and his father would take care of it, even if it was a bastard son.


    ''Even take care of his son'' Domeric start getting worried. If Roose really takes care of it even Ramsay being his son. What would make Roose stop from getting rid of Domeric if he felt threatened? Roose could just get rid of Domeric and then kill his wife and then find another wife to pops baby out.


    "Oh, gods " Domeric felt that after just one of constantly thinking about who would want to kill is starting to chape is mind as being a paranoid one.


    But he did not think much as he walks to the dungeon with rushed feet.


    Tick wall and a narrow passageway that could barely fit two person side by side aid Domeric as he steps down on the narrow staircase. Domeric could roughly calculate that this dungeon goes about two story height down to the undergrounds dungeons.


    At the end of staircase thick door made of wood with bulk strips of metal reinforcing it could be seen thanks to the row of the torch lit up making row after row and with it a heavy smell of burned wood that seems to give a better aroma comparing to the small tread od unpleasant smell like pissy, excrement and blood. This place gave the chills out of Domeric.


    "My lord" A calm and monotonous voice greet Domeric


    "Yes" Domeric cast is eyes on the man, he wears a typical Bolton armory with his tall body a quite generic face but steel greaves he wears over his long legs are the most eyes catching. This man is Walton, the captain in service to Roose Bolton, a nice man some say.


    "Please fallow me I being instructed to guide you," Walton said as he raises his arm indicating Domery to fallow him.


    "Ok" All this made Domeric confused but he fallows Walton anyway.


    "My lord, here, you can enter" They arrived at the door most made of metal compared to the other. Walton steps out of the way saying guarding at the door.


    "gush" Domeric nose automatically react to a heavy stench that assaults his nose. This room light was somehow more short that thus in the dungeon hallway.


    But Domeric could clearly see tweezer, hoot, and other tools that even he could not identify, pinned by the room corner. But the most eyes catching would the the two huge cross in an X shape facing the stranges tool pinned to the other room corner.


    One of this cross shape X had a woman but she had some kind of sac hood on her head and Domeric could not much see as it was at the most corner with the torch barely allowing to see clearly.


    But he didn''t concentrate much more on it was the most visible cross shape X had a torch close to it to illuminate it. And it too had a person on it or to be more precise he was clipped on the cross. It was a man and contrary to the woman it didn''t any hood on is head so Domeric could clearly see it face.


    Everything about the man face on the cross was wrong. But the most noticeable would be his arm that seems to be submerged in blood and the dry mark of blood on his face that gave an impression of a river of blood had run through it.


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    " Yoh you was fast " A voice to the side made Domeric out of transe and focus on the voice. it was Roose


    "I heard of your small talk of you and Uthor," Roose said.


    "You could have come to me and I would help you solve it"


    "What happens" Domeric as caught by surprise, he had reflected and had expected that Roose would do something but the image it that somehow Roose would talk to him first or something alike as the person on the Cross was Heek most know as Reek.


    "Don''t tell me you didn''t expect it after your chat with Uthor or is that you didn''t expect me to act to fast" Roose said as his hand seems to clear something.


    "No... I didn''t exp.." Domeric could not quite say that he didn''t resolve something without spill blood as he kind know that maybe he couldn''t bring himself to do it although he said he would.


    "Don''t want to know what I found out who wanted to poison you?" Roose said as he put reveal a small dagger with a two-point head in a V shape.


    Domeric momentary forget all disgust for the blood dreadfull scenery that was present in front of him as he genuinely put an '' I want to know so bad'' face shaking his head saying he wants to know.


    "So did he do it," Domeric said as he points his finger to Reek.


    "No, he didn''t, matter fact he didn''t have nothing to do it," Roose said.


    "So why he is pinned to the cross" Domeric as finding the situation a bit strange.


    "Come " Roose signal Domeric to walk with him to the other cross at the end of the room.


    "Who is she?" Domeric asked when they arrived at the woman.


    "The ones you suspect that poisoned you"Roose''s voice seems calm when he said this.


    "This..." Domeric could somehow see it, but somehow he felt strange, the force of his affliction stand before his eyes.


    It was so easy. Anything he did was to talk some words to Uthor and bang everything would be solved.


    "Where anything you need to do him to stick her with this and everything will be solved" Roose extends his arm given the dagger to Domeric and stayed by the side gave way to Domeric.


    The dagger seems to weight a world in Domeric hand. This is the first time for him to determine someone fate, but his hand squeezes tight the dagger approximating the woman to remove the hood and get a look at her.


    "WHAT...." He was petrified as if he was hit by lithing, to be more precise his was like it had taken a life of his own not moving as is mind has beyond surprised.


    Domeric eyes seem to gain life and start looking the woman from head to toe. There it was a beautiful woman, whit wrinkles around her eyes. She was dressed in a little blue, and it could clearly be seen that she was unconscious.


    "MOTHER" Yes the woman before him is her mother Bethany or at least for Domeric body.


    "How is this possible. What going on?" The first thing his mind seems to need his answer as he mouth could only speak this words.


    "Do you know how your brothers before you died?" Roose seems Domeric still unmovable not even cast out his eyes out of Bethany he continues.


    "My first child was with my first wife that died in childbirth, after 2 years I get married again with your mother. She quite like the child. But when the child got sick and died She start to become a bit weird. Then our first child was born but still, she seems unable to show any affection or even a piece of a smile out of her. " Roose quite voice seems to be amplified and seems to contain a melody of peace in the middle of the bloody odor that floated in the air. Then he continues.


    "That till when our first child between me and Bethany died barely 2 moons had passed. I swear that I didn''t see that woman smile like in all my life, and then it happens again with my third child, fourth and where are me and you talking about it. "Roose''s voice didn''t contain any emotion as he said this words. As if he had to repeat it thousands of time.


    "Anyway this is a poison that I find him her room, hidden in her perfume collection. And this is the poison I found" Roose said as he gave the poison to Domeric see it.


    Domeric stood still his mind starts spinning in a chaotic way try to give sense to this situation, again his mind enter his paranoid state.


    "I can''t do it..." After a moment Domeric mind seems to settle a bit, but his paranoid state still working.


    "you do it..." Domeric raises the dagger given it to.


    Where Roose rises an eyebrow. He had expected that Domeric wouldn''t be able to do it or see his mother died, but it clearly caught him by surprise.


    "Don''t take the eyes out "But Roose decides to take the dagger and then he gets close to Bethany.


    Roose stood in from of Bethany caressing her face with the dagger in his hand.


    "Do you really think that...gouush" Roose word suddenly stop.


    "Not I didn''t "


    He moves his head down to see a chine sword that was inserted into his chest from behind.


    Rose moves his head to see Domeric in the eyes. He could see that Domeric seems to contain a storm of emotions, from the uncertainty of his move to the resolution of his sword. But nothing could seem as guilt or remorse as if never consider this emotion being part of him.


    Roose body falls lifeless on the ground. His face completely lifeless and expressionless didn''t seem to even be surprised by a Domeric sudden move.

 SBF - Chapter 5 - Song of Dawn

    Domeric calmly walks through the hallway of the Dreadfort in the direction the main chambers with two guards by his side, one of then being Walton and the other being Nage a small and round a man that has sworn to House Bolton.


    "bang " the door went open with a bang as it completes open and Domeric entering in.


    "Lord Bolton "The guards by the door side kneel on saluting Domeric. It wasn''t just him trough as more four people kneel saluting Domeric. Domeric wall to the armchair or the trone of this castle so the say calmly as it was a normal thing for them to kneel.


    "You may raise" Domeric said after had seat on the main chair of the chamber with Walton and Nage by his side.


    That right Domeric had raised to power in the House Bolton becoming the lord of it.


    "Sigh" Domeric gave a small sigh.''It is been almost moon '' he made a note in his mind. In Westeros time every month is marked by the moon, he had quite a hard time understanding it and get used to it but eventually, he did. And now it was the third moon of the year.


    After Domeric had killed Roose, he as a trueborn son of the previous Lord Roose Bolton so Domeric was next in line to become the next Lord. Although his mother could become the next lady of Dreadfort. Domeric was getting to like the idea of becoming the next lord of Dreadfort and combine with the last words of Roose his paranoid mind had finally had take shape not trusting much even the flesh he wears so he poisoned his mother flesh making him officially the only person to take the rein of House Bolton.


    Of course, he didn''t kill his mother on the same day. That would be too suspicious, so he locked her in her room and fed her poison two days after killing Roose saying that was a fever.


    Domeric, when he had killed Roose the only person present, was Walton and Nage. Walton loyalty to House Bolton was unquestionable, when he said the sword through the Roose Bolton he was quite surprised, but after seeing the Roose dead body he immediately fell on his knee swearing lealty to Domeric. And with the captain of guard-man taking control over Dreadfort was pretty easy. Then Domeric sends the news out with the raven to the neighbor lords and his vassals land of House Bolton.


    When the news was sent out through the ravens about the Roose dead alleged from the bad belly and Domeric being the next Lord of Dreadfort and House Bolton, it became quite a hot topic in the north as the next lord would be a barely consider grow up man. But when he sent the news about Bethany dying from fever after Roose dead people start thinking that the situation is too fishy as too much thing had happened at one go


    Some people start suspecting that Roose and Bethany were killed going far as thinking that even Domeric had something to do been. Even some thinking of Domeric as a kinslayer.


    They said that a person that kills their blood becomes a cursed by the gods, a kinslayer they say. But Domeric believes that technically he didn''t kill his blood has he believed that he is in some kind of gray area as they are kind of his blood and not at the same time.


    But still, none of the rumors emerge as House Bolton as no small house so most of the people whispery about it would die in their mind as they didn''t want to become enemy with a powerful noble house like the Bolton just because of some theories. Even the overlord of the north, the House Starks had open an eye and close another as they didn''t have any proof to do anything. And that would have something to do too with the fact that Domeric was known to be a sociable or a ''nice guy'' some would say. But eventually, some would found out the contrary of it.


    So this how Domeric came to be the new lord of House Bolton. And of course, not everything went perfectly some more dead went on the castle so to make some things secret. And of course, Reek was on one of them.


    After Roose dead, all the lesser lords vassals of his territory came to Dreadfort to give their condolences and congratulation on their new lord together with their pledge. Of course Domeric aunt Barbrey Dustin had come too. She arrived shortly after the death of Bethany and stayed for 3 days before departure to her territory. She gave full support to Domeric as Lord Bolton.


    There was a person that Domeric very much want to see death and that was Ramsay. Although he had come to power but still maintain a high alert against him. But because it would raise several questions about his brother disappearance just after Domeric had come to power so Domeric choice the smarter way by sending Domeric to the Wall and later call him back to his death.


    .....


    And now before Domeric stand a two maester. It used to be Uthor was among one of thus that needs to be silenced as he probably knew something and that is too much for Domeric.


    So Domeric sent a request for two maeters from the citadel. And they arrived about 6 days ago and pledge their service to the Lord of Dreadfort. And of course, they aren''t cheating as he sent a 2,000 gold dragon as an sponsorship to the citadel.


    The other two people in the chamber of course not counting the guards. Where one of them being the maester of Raven at the castle that is responsible for attending the Ravens and Tybald the new head chef of the maester in the Dreadford.


    "Begin the report," Domeric said as he turns his head to face maester Tybald a black-haired with a bald spot on top and round-shouldered a chubby man some would say. He wears a heavy gray pelt to match is his grey robes.


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    "Yes my Lord " Tybald hasty his spet getting in front of Domeric.


    "After my lord order, we proceed to count and organize the matter of your grace territory. " Tybald said while opening his book to read something.


    "I went to the accounting of previous years taxes and we really estimate that by year we get around 10,000 in gold dragon, with 3,200 coming from the taxes by the smallfolk , around 5,200 from the copper, iron and rock salts and the rest from other diferents sources"


    "The vault of the castle contains about 134,548 in gold coin value, being 53,357 in gold dragon coin and the rest bien in silver and copper coin," Tybald said with a voice like if remembering the torture he called count coins.


    In Westeros the most used form of money used is coin made from precious metal, with the most common being the gold dragon coin then the silver stag and the copper penny. One gold coin is equal to 210 silver stag and with 1 silver stag been equal to 56 copper penny and in turn make one gold coin being equal to 11760 copper penny.


    In Westeros, a gold dragon is most used by nobles and merchant and as peasants or like the then nobles call them ''the smallfolk'' is very difficult to have and even see it in their lifetime. A gold dragon coin can buy a horse and 3 copper pennies can buy a loaf of bread.


    "And about the number of people on your territory, we can place the number ranging from 60,000 to 80,000 and it very difficult to get a concrete number my Lord, so we calculate by how much an area can accommodate people" Tybald continue is reporting.


    "How about the army" Domeric as very eager to hear a complete survey of his military forces as this would symbolize how much a person would think before trying to mess with him.


    "Oh about that.... in a moment my lord," Tybald said as he scrambled through the documents.


    "Ok, here it is.... Currently, my lord territory posses an arm of 4,000 men that swore fealty to the House Bolton, whit 1000 been cavalry men 500 bowmen and the rest been spearman and sword men divide in a regiment, and my lord can also raise about 3,000 men by calling the vassals of your territory, although that would require some time to do it"


    "And the expense annually in the arm is around 8,000 gold dragon by year, that is spent on food for the men and the horse, weapon maintenance and soldier salary."


    "And was my Lord know your territory is divided into four great regions. The bigger is the Dreadfort by the Weeping Water, then the Overton of House Overton of Overton, the Ethering House Wells of Ethering and the Highpoint House Whitehill of Highpoint." Then Tybald went on telling the vassal house of the House Bolton territory. Tybald also went on to report some small matter. Then Tybald gave a small bow and set himself to the aside.


    ''Been a lord his nice, and undoubtedly better than being a peasant. And even better not a small lord'' Domeric stays seat on the throne with all the eyes looking for him but they will eventually wait for a bit more as Domeric mind his given some thought to something that he didn''t deem necessary to worried about before.


    ''But eventually, war will come.''


    ''I just need to survive the violence waves off and then it would be fine, I just can seat in my fort with thousand may guarding me, and just bend the knew to whoever came with the must big arm and then I just need to survive... the winter .... and the white walkers. At the lasts thought, he made a frowned face.


    ''F*ck, fuck, '' Is mind start coursing somehow he started to wish that he was a peasant at the other side of Westeros at one of the free city. He knew unconsciously that he has to deal with it no overlord would be happy if they go to war as his bannerman sat a home taking an afternoon nap, no food will fall from the sky to fill his belly in the winter and the white walker wouldn''t spare him even if he bends his knee probably.


    ''Sigh.'' Domeric gave a small mental sigh as he knew that eventually, he would have to bend to something if he wanted to live.


    ''To I really have to bend'' He like very much to live, but live with his knee folded into a knot didn''t seem pleasant to him, and no overlord would like to ruler vassals. It was set that he was bound to be dealt with if he becomes unruled and combined with the fame of the House Bolton no getting along with their ruler would only worsen the thing out.


    And then there are the problems with food for winter. Although he could get through the winter probably half of is peasant wouldn''t survive out of the winter. And then there is the with the white walker and that went out without say.


    ''Power '' Eventually Domeric came to a solution, and an easy one. If he has power people would bend the knee instead of him. If he has the power food would grow up even in the heart of winter. If he has power the withe walker would burn to ash. If he has power anything that stud in from of him he would.


    "BURN IT ALL" Domeric said this word in such dreadful voice with a majesty energy that seems as if gods was set the rule in stone.


    "gush.." The words spoken didn''t go unnoticeable in front of people that are present as it stuck them with dreary and at the same time of it being inviolable.


    Domeric cast his eyes on them but didn''t explain his word as his mind is thinking a way to gain power

 SBF - Chapter 6 - Song of Dawn

    Domeric his start given a thought on how to increase is power and at the same time not getting too many eyes on him so he came to a conclusion that he needs to start low. But low doesn''t necessarily have to be little. He was thinking of low as firm, as a steady base platform, as unshakeable, low as just one step from the top.


    ''What could be so low but so tough, so unyielding to shake'' His mind spinning. As a person with a vision of modern society, a prosperous and never stop growing only one thing could be considered the low and easy at the same time the most fundamental and crucial for any future.


    "Education" Domeric again speak his mind his voice sounds like someone that just had find enlightenment.


    Domeric had come to conclusion if he wants power he must build power and for that, he would need people, capable men, and women that would give and maintain his power strong. People that would shed their sweat and blood for him with their heart open and their arms raised.


    ''I already have people, although if I had more it would be better. Now capable men are hard to find, so for that, I have to raise them myself and that would be the first step, give then education and then make their hope be me.... So what next..'' Domeric plan had started to take shape on his mind.


    Tybald start talking as he sees that Domeric had going for minutes unmovable and saying some words out of context from time to time ignoring thus in is presence "My lord, there...".


    "Shiii" But Tybald word only to be cut short was Domeric didn''t want to interrupt his line of thought as he seems to make some progress on his plan.


    "Oh by the way how much people on the castle know how to read," Domeric asked as he already loosed focus.


    "That would be roughly 62 men and woman," Tybald said a number after given it a light thought.


    ''There are around 3,000 men guarding this castle and only that know how to read.... Too low too low'' Domeric shake his head


    "Tybald I want you to select around 500 people around age 15, 16 and 17 and tech then how to read, write and do basic math"


    "This... My." Tybald was surprised by the sudden order.


    "Gave priority to son or daughter of the soldiers that want, and every person would have a salary of 10 silver a month and with food for free" Domeric said this as if remembering hards times.


    "And I want it to be done in 4 months and then select the next batch of people." Domeric didn''t even give an ear to Tybald words.


    Tybald was even more surprised by the Domeric request. It is normal to want to have more people that know how to read and write in their castle but Domeric seems to want to go a bit farther.


    "Not Even a word, just do it," Domeric said with a masterful voice when he sees Tybald want to speak something.


    "Maester Warne" Domeric turn his head to call one of the new maesters


    "Yes my lord" Warne had a skinny body that didn''t combine with his shortness. He wore a gray robe and in his chain that he wore around his neck is made of Steel and Bronze signaling his field of mastery is construction and astronomy


    "I want you to start constructing 10 BIG house side by side with 100 feet of space between each other and enough to accommodate 50 people each with chair and table all facing in one direction.... I will give you 10 day and whatever number of men you need, you could pick thus that have experienced first and then thus that were poor and want to work" Domeric gave his command after gave it a thought.


    "Yes my lord"Warne Seem to learn that this new lord is the iron type. ''Sigh, and he still young, only the seven gods will know what he will become when he grew up'' He just gave a small sigh


    "Where does the lord want this house to construct this houses," Warne asked


    Domeric gave it a thought, he didn''t want it to be on Dreadfort castle. The Dreadfort territory has lots of town with most of them being close to the Weeping Water and one of the biggest is the Weeping town just being around 3 hours travel from the castle. Domeric wants something close a but not too close. " Make it 1 miles from Dreadfort castle and while you are at it make a town out there if there none "This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.


    ''But no men would wield and grow knowledge with an empty stomach and then there are the war and the winter, so I should start to prepare early.'' Domeric went to next line of thought


    ''So how much food would I need. Roughly a person eats about 1 ton of food a year, no that by earth stander. But taking into consideration the longs winter better make a 1 ton of food for 2 years so ta that would be around 40,000 ton of food per year."


    ''This year is currently 297 AC and then when Jon Arryn died in 298 AC and set in motion a series of event that would be probably felt for roughly ten years. So I have to store at least half by the end of 298 AC so that gonna be around 200,000 ton of food...sigh " Here Democratic was a bit taken aback by the amount of food he would need to buy out of his territory as the other half he could prepare over the course of the year as he thought that there is a lot of food that can be conserved for that long.


    ''I think that mostly the territory can self-keep itself, or else all people would have died in the previous winter... But this time is no ordinary winter."


    ''But what if I stopped the war'' Domeric had to give it some thought before but he always came with the same answer.


    ''Too dangerous'' He as somehow clear that to do that he needs to change one specific thing like tells the current king Robert I Baratheon that his child with Cersei was all bastard of Jaime Lannister. ''For one Robert would not like the idea of being c*ckold and may kill everybody including myself just for knowing. Second, the Lannister would not want me alive after I spoke this words and accused of treason. And third, if I want to stop Jon Arryn that would be even more difficult as I am trying to say to someone that he gonna be killed by his wife. And not even talking about all other unpredictable side effects that may fall on him....''So I need to wait'' Domeric feels that he needs to wait a perfect time to act as he has one single shot as it would completely mess the thing around as he wanted to take advantage of this too. And that why he wasn''t going out trying to fix thing out. As every single of thing he tries to change would probably go against Overlords that could completely crush him now easily so he always comes to the same conclusion.


    ''I need to wait''. Domeric repeats to himself as if he is trying to keep himself going out shouting thing that would kill him.


    "My head" Domeric felt his head aching from a lot of thinking.


    "Does my lord want me to make some remedy for you" Tybalds step forward seen Domeric palled face.


    "No, no need" Domeric still suffering from his paranoid mind about poison, so he did not easily accept things like remedy and so.


    "Go no, and there are any other things that need me " He decided to stop concern himself with food for now as he felt that he still had time for that


    "Yes my lord, there is a raven from the Winterfell " This time a maester all in black robe step forward, He was Grey the maester responsible for taking care of the Ravens at the castle.


    "Oh, go on " Domeric was not surprised but a bit displeased as he imagines it being something about going to Winterfell and kneel. But still, want to hear that they want.


    "Lord Starks send his condolence for your loss, and want you to ride to Winterfell so you can talk and see if he can assist you with anything," Grey report the message sent from Winterfell.


    ''The Starks, sigh... Another mess up family '' Domeric said as he remembers as the Starks as one of the main family of the North and has a huge role in the future events.


    '' And I want distance from that mess''.


    "Send Ravens saying that a bit busy with some territory thing in it will take a while. So I don''t know when I will go and...," Domeric said as the reason for this message his not just go and take some little advice and assistance and more something like bend the knee in front of the lord and at the same time being evaluated.


    "My lord I think this is not suitable. "Tybald stepped forward.


    "This somehow shows you''re unwilling to go" Tybald spoke rashly as he saw Domeric making a disdain face.


    "Oh, you right I let the formality to you" Domeric agree with Tybald. When he thought the replay he though it as if he was still on earth, with not much manner to noble formality.


    "What about the time my lord" Tybald said as he takes his book read to point something.


    "What about it" But much to Tybald displeasure Domeric start to make his life hard.


    "You know my lord when you want to visit Winterfell," Tybald said


    "Didn''t I said it already when I have... Make it from here half moon" Domeric said as he realizes something. He is the new lord Bolton of the Dreadfort, infamous for being rebellious and probably if he starts showing signs of it they will probably send a campaign against me.


    At the same time, some of the maester in the room start to show a little easy face, as they see that Domeric doesn''t seem to be too difficult to reason with. But Domeric face starts to ugly.


    Seen lots of face showing approval to this, Domeric starts to think that he must be the lord with the highest numbers of maester in his castle. Actually, a lord can have as much maester he wants in his castle or as much he can get. But most lords take about 2 as they would have to give food and a roof for the maester and the for lords is a gold dragon on an old person that from time to time is useful for them as maester stay mostly close to the castle area. And some lord doesn''t like maester as they fear the maester whispering their dirty secrets to each other.

 SBF - Chapter 7- Song of Dawn

    "For today is all" After lots of discussion about things related tax to the border with is neighbors and others mather that he needs to know about the territory. After all that Domeric was feeling tired. He raises his hand scratching his chest.


    "By the way send someone to prepare me a hot bath, " Domeric said looking to Tybald as tiredness was writing all over his face and getting up a the same time.


    " Yes my lord" Tybald said he take a bow to leave. The moment he turns around to go Tybald start making a regret face. Tybald is starting to thinking that Domeric seems like a gullible person.


    But what makes him feel this way is not the decision that he is made by the way he treats the maester. In Tybald eyes, Domeric seems to be a bit watchful about them.


    So after the meeting, Domeric walk to his bedroom unaware of Tybald thoughts.


    The room contained a large bed, neatly made, two straight-backed chairs, a washstand, a bureau--with a mirror seemly about 2 meters high--and a small table. There were no drapery curtains at the dormer windows. All day sun is pouring down front the windows to the room.


    "Sigh" Looking at his room Domeric was feeling a little bad, but it only last a time need to sigh. Now his bedroom is what used to belong to Roose and Bethany.


    Domeric walks to the window opening it and feel the mild warm breeze but with some little thread of chill on it with some black clouds forming in the sky. Now it summers, but this kind of chill thread of air it''s normal in the North. But even so is room feel hotter than the warm air blowing outside and that is doe the volcanic vent nearby that heat the castle.


    But the Domeric attention it is not on the weather or the room temperature but to the garden that could be seen from his room.


    The garden is not big, about 10 sqr meters or so. There are various flowers ranging front the red blood to the blue sky that Domeric could not identify and a middle there is a lot of little pounds and some with some little fish''s popping pop from time to time and with some seem to evaporate under the hot weather.


    But Domeric was not focused on flowers and ponds but the five-pointed leaves and the sap of blood-red, while the smooth bark on their wide trunks and wood are bone white this garden is the godswoods. He was looking at the Weirwoods or heart trees how it is called in the north but this one did have a face carved on it but a something resembling an eye.


    "Rrr" Domeric could swear that every time he cast his eyes on the tree his body would shiver. But not like if his body is been gaze by some predator but neither one of a loved one, but more like a camera vision just watching in disinterest.


    ''Tsk,... time will come day , some, shit , better ...try not funny " Domeric somehow didn''t feel right if didn''t curse the tree. But he was no fool of directly saying loud, or to say the name of the one he is coursing. He even courses in a way that seems a fool thinking.


    Domeric knew that probably the fact of is discomfort with the Weirwoods was the very symbol that things here are different. There is Magic around, although not the kind of '' move a finger and destroy the world'' but enough to born gods out of the lands.


    "Magic, hmm" He was both afraid and excited. But mostly afraid to the point of being a little paranoid about things relate to it. As he was a complete fool regarding magic. And like any normal man that fear the unknown at the same time eager for it.


    "KOMKOOM" At this time came to a knock on the door releasing Domeric of his paranoid state.


    "Come in" Domeric momentary gave a replay.


    "My lord your bath is read" Opening the door a girl seemingly at the end of is teenagers years, she talks loud but the way she talks seems trying to control her tone around Domeric. She has a brown hair that flowed over her shoulders. Her beautiful face could be compared to few in the castle. But watch catch Domeric eyes were her round chest and big *ss ones of Domeric favorous.


    "Oh Evelyn " Domeric instantly recognizes her. She is the daughter of the head maid of the castle and normally is not her that serve Domeric.


    "Ok I will be there in a moment... you can go now," Domeric said and wait for her to turn around and go and then take a peek at her back.


    "Tsk, tsk" Domeric shakes his head to himself he is starting to think that he is holding back too much in is manner as a lord.


    Bidding farewell to Evelyn Domeric starts preparing and heading out to his bath. Out of his room four guards accompanying him. Two in front and to in the back, although he felt that was a bit much. But for him better be too much and not enough.


    Arriving at the bathroom Domeric could see a bathtub made of stone enough to fit 3 people easily on it. The bathtub was completely filled with hot warm water that could be easily identified by the steam coming out of it.


    "You can go, and send in the maid" Domeric turnaround and said to his guards. And the guards bow in response heading out of the bathroom.


    Domeric start dressing out. After he takes his jacket and shirt he frays his chest looking at it. His chest skin looks dark red, furrowed and arid like but what is more eye catch is the scar in a web crack shape centered in his heart area.


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    In the begin, he couldn''t see it but after Roose death, it starts slowing grow almost filling his entire chest. He had asked it to every maester but none of them could even seem to see it in the first place. So he was a lot worried about it and he constantly asked around but nothing could be found about it. And that way he became even warier of the unknown.


    "Ssss" After dressing out and enter the bathtub Domeric let a groan and relax his body completely. Domeric completely let himself of his mind enter a blank of no thoughts. The bathtub maybe is the only place he could felt so relaxed, not even when he went to sleep he felt as refresh as taking a bath.


    "My lord" but not long after a maid''s voice came to Domeric trough the door.


    "Come in" Domeric as bit carefree as he said with a peaceful voice comparing with what he used.


    When the maid enters the bathroom Domeric could see her. She seems innocent as a snowflake and with her small hand fallowing it. She had a black hair, although it was shorter than the most girls, but this only made her face cuter.


    "You are you?" Of course, Domeric has not instantly caught by such beauty but warier of this girl never seen before.


    "My lord I am July daughter of the of one of kitchen maid" She seems to have a bit of wit as her voice was calm but only her chin seems to blush a bit by the nake lord on the bathtub.


    "..." Domeric had a faint impression that some of the maids that serve him are changed by young girls roughly his age.


    "Ok you can start to do your work" Domeric chat a bit with her but eventually she starts cleaning his body. He would be a bit more paranoid about new people but the warm water seems to calm some nerves.


    Domeric could feel her soft hand rubbing his back, and she seems to make every move of her soft with something in mind.


    "Go get the leeches" After a while Domeric body felt that his body was rubbed enough as July seems to move her hand down someplace.


    July gave a sigh so small that only she could hear it. So she went out of the room and came back with two small buckets. One of them was empty and the other was filled with leeches.


    "Bring the leeches here and you can go then" After July brought the leeches Domeric immediately orders her to go.


    After seeing the door close Domeric just move his hand to reach the bucket full of leeches that were placed close by and brought it even close. Inside the small bucket, Domeric could see dozens of leeches husting against each other. He then takes his hand to reach for one. The leech struggle in his hand seemly aware that food is around. Domeric places the leech in his chest while holding one end as if guiding the leech to his lunch.


    Shortly after the leech had firmly bit on his chest. Then Domeric release it''s tail as he looks at the leech sucking his blood. He could see that the area around where blood is being sucked his starting to lose it''s dark red color. But shortly after the leech starts to tremble and it''s skin turning dark red. This only last for a short time and then the leech completely stop move lifeless.


    "Sigh" Domeric after seen it he sigh. He had discovered by accident this when he was leeched by the first time by maester Tybald then afterward he starts experimenting. Then he came to a simple conclusion that leech could somehow suck the ''bad blood'' as he calls it out of his chest. But he didn''t let anyone or do it in front of everyone because of the bizarre transformation and dead of the leeches.


    He then takes the leeches out of his chest and throwing to the empty bucket closed to the leeches bucket. Then he turns his hand to grab another leech on the other bucket. Again he repeats the same process as the anterior leech.


    ......


    "Sish" Domeric again throw the dead leech into the bucket. He could see that the small bucket was almost full as the other bucket is almost running out of leeches. See all dead leeches body on the bucket sigh. He is not sighing for pitting the leech but a relive sigh that if in his calculation the leeches suck more than 10 gram of his blood by now he would be sucked dry.


    .....


    Outside at the godswoods, the heart tree tranches start to swing as if performing some ritual.


    But strangle there wasn''t even a single thread of wind, contrarily anything that seems to move are the heart tree.


    ......


    "Sigh. Enough for today" Domeric felt that today section is enough as he sees that his chest hat almost returned to his normal white brownish color but there is still the dark red dot a the center of the crack, his scar and rough skin still visible in his eyes. Although for other people they couldn''t see anything.


    He mentally calculates that would take almost 5-6 day till it became dark red again. Although it wasn''t a permanent solution. But it was the only one he knew now as he clearly planning on finding a permanent one later.

 SBF - Chapter 8 - Song of Dawn

    Domeric gets up from the bathtub and walk to his sword close by and went in the direction to the death leeches bucket. He would normally stick his sword in it to give a rough impression that he had killed it himself and no abnormal dead. Although he is the lord but Domeric (Eddy) had learned that a caution man lives longer or in less trouble.


    "Hmm" Righ, when he was about the stuck, his sword in it he could see a faint movent on the bucket that the leech was supposed to all dead from sucking his blood. He decided to take a better look. After a minute or so he could not see any movement so he gave the bucket a little kick.


    This time he could see the movement more clearly. He got curious so he stuck his hand in the bucket trying to capture the force of his curiosity. Domeric could easily identify it and grab.


    It was a leech but compared with normal leeches and evens the deads mutant leeches. The leech in his hand is shorter than normal leeches and completely white brows skin almost like his skin color but a ton darker. But the most bizarre was the four limbs that had form in its body.


    A breeze of air swept through the bathroom. Domeric wanted to analyze it close but feeling the thread of could air in is body he decides to get himself dressed up and change place first.


    So he hurriedly dresses up the already prepare clothes and heading out of the bathroom. He didn''t even cast his eyes had the guards that seems to be a little confused by the Domeric rushes.


    "Don''t border me or let anyone in no matter what" Domeric said to the guards a little gasp and shut the door with a bang.


    Domeric let the leech free in his palm hand so he could see it better. The leech move slow as if it didn''t have much body strength left and start giving a death bread.


    Domeric saw this he momentary gave his finger for it to suck, but completely against with the Domeric expectation, it didn''t react even when it was poked.


    "What it is... what it happens with it " But this only makes his curiosity grow. But there is a thing in particular that makes him more curious about it.


    "It felt... familiar" That the strange breath of seeing something that you had seen you''re entire life with. To be more precise something like he had lived with for all existence and somehow he had a feeling of stick it to his chest.


    "Humm" Domeric note a peculiar movement from it. Ever time he put it close to his chest he could become a bit more active as it seems to try to walk to his chest.


    Domeric decides to bring it to his chest. Although he was still somewhat wary of it but his curiosity and the familiar breath had taken the better of him.


    The moment the little leech as Domeric start calling it close to his chest he seems like a starving beast had founded it''s paradise and initially stuck his jaw to Domeric skin sucking blood.


    But amazingly the leech suck just a little and seems like completely disgusted with the blood. Domeric sees this he strange but start to strange it even more as the leech seems to want to crawl to his middle of the chest where his skin is still red.


    "So that what you eat," Domeric said to himself with a bit of pleasure as if his worries were short-lived. Although he still a bit wary but the first experiment didn''t bring him any harm so he decides to put it to where it was pointing his jaw too.


    "Oou" The moment the leech stuck the jaw onto Domeric chest he could swear that it felt a bit violent. If somehow Domeric (Eddy) could compress his previous live size to Domeric size, the place where the 3 bullets had it strikethrough could be compressed to his center of the web crack scars.


    The leech starts to freely suck the blood out of Domeric chest. And Domeric had noticed a bizarre thing happen. His rough skin starts to shrink slowly but he could still see it.


    "Yes," He uncousinly gave a cheer to himself.


    "Humm" But monetary things seem a bit off. Domeric could see that the leech had grown up to 4 times its size and it starts to act weird. Although the entire leech weird.


    The moment the leech felt full it start to curl around himself and form something like a cocoon around itself. The cocoon form with could be compared to a chicken egg but it shell seems flexible as it is constantly growing.


    The entire process happens in front of Domeric eyes. He felt like if watch nature on steroids as everything happens in speed completely perceptible by normal eyes.


    But the most amaze or bizarre thing was still to happen. The cocoon was completely stuck to his and growing.


    "HhH" Domeric felt that was time to intervene as he thinks that curiosity had taken the better of him and let it come to this point. But he felt his body not responding to his command as if it had been disconnect.


    ''Haha, reborn just to being sucked dry. haha''. At this moment regret to start feeling regret and a the same jokily to himself but mostly regret. He felt that he was too careless and not cherish his second life enough.


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    But his body stayed immobile as if backed to a womb. Domeric heart completely stops literally, he felt like if his soul is being sucked out of him and with a sharp pain, like if it being pocket with pointing jaws. But somehow he felt relaxed as if ever sharp pain is some nasty thing being removed from him.


    "tumm" Any strength Domeric had completely faded and his body like a puppet that had is string cut he went lump to the ground. His head hit ground sending is already dim conscious out.


    The cocoon on Domeric chest didn''t seem affected by the fact that Domeric had fallen unconscious as it continues the suck him and grow.


    But it seems to suck something different from blood or else by the size it has now it would have suck Domeric blood dry by now.


    Sometime later it had stop suck, its was now the size of Swiss Ball. But it was still stuck to Domeric chest. It cocoon shell seems to harder.


    "snap" It cocoon soon start to show signs of a crack. At the beginning was one but with time it starts to spread till the crack cover the entire cocoon. Then the entire cocoon shell seems to crack by itself as it starts to crack to the size of the sand grain, then falling to the ground. From the very beginning to now roughly one hour had passed.


    After the shell had fallen down a humanoid could see on top of Domeric. The humanoid was still at with its head at his chest. But then he raises its head and raises from the top of Domeric staying by his side.


    "Crunch, Crunch" In it mouth, it seems like it was trying to masticate something with it tooth like fangs. Then he spits it out to it''s his hand to see it. If Domeric could see what that thing spit out he would his mind would completely give up common sense as it was a bullet, 3 to be more precise and it even came out of his chest. But the humanoid creature just to it again to its mouth and swallow it in one go.


    Fast forward about 1 hours Domeric wake up. The first thing he noted was that the cocoon that was stuck in his chest had vanished but a strange white powder was covering almost all part of his body.


    But then came a terrible headache like if he was trowed to a grinding machine. then he turns his head to the bed that was just a step from him and instantly falling asleep on top of the bed.


    Not even notice a pair of eyes watching. It wasn''t like he didn''t notice but as if his brain was ignoring it like when the brain ignores the nose.


    Then sometime after Domeric wakes up. The first thing he did was record all thing that had to happen today, from the reunion he had to the bizarre leech. But he fell a gaze falling on him.


    "A..." Domeric almost gave a scream like a little girl being chased by some monster. But he then stops himself before the sound could completely run out of his mouth. He didn''t give a scream calling for the guards as he felt again the familiar breath.


    Domeric instantly turn his head to see. There, by the bed corner a faces so beautifully that could catch the heart of both men woman with hairs that curls itself forming a dread thick as an adult finger. But each thread of dread had atoned of color different ranging from white to black. But there was a dominance of red and blue. Its skin was pure with like snow but there some dark red line all over its body like a web crack. He could not identify if it was a woman or a man.


    "You are you" But the thing didn''t answer him.


    "What are doing where..." Again only silence followed.


    Domeric mind immediately starts getting paranoid as he gets up from the bed and tries to gain a distance first. Although he felt that familiar breath but he is warier as the little leech didn''t turn out to be a good experience.


    "Humm" Domeric instantly stop at the bed border.


    "Little leech" He felt moment he thinks of the little leech his mind seems to make some kind of connection.


    [My lord, my lord] the moment the connection was established he could hear a voice constantly raging in his mind as if he is thought to himself, but he clearly felt it wasn''t him.


    "This is you" Domeric turn is head to little leech while pointing his finger to the humanoid and at the same time doubting his sanity.


    The little leech just shake is head to Domeric question.


    "How can... from leech to man" Domeric still doubt his mind as he roughly rubbed his eyes and question what he sees.


    "Calm down, calm down... you are lord now. " Domeric start to consort himself.


    "This can only be magic. Yah Magic." The only explanation that Domeric could come to as the obvious one. There is magic somewhere in this.


    "You... Explain" Domeric now could only turn his head to little leech for an explanation.


    [Yes, my lord] the little leech directly said to Domeric mind.


    [I am you] little leech voice again sound in Domeric mind


    "Me" Domeric instantly explain as what it said doesn''t make sense in his mind.

 SBF - Chapter 9 - Song of Dawn

    [I am you] little leech voice again sound in Domeric mind like if telling the most obvious thing.


    "Me?" Domeric instantly exclaims as what it said doesn''t make sense in his mind.


    [Yes]


    "Why you are me?" It takes a while for Domeric to process but eventually, he asked.


    [I am your blood, your soul, and your life...] The little leech raise his eyes only to see Domeric confusion all over his face.


    "F*ck, what that means, can you talk my langue at least" Domeric start curse as if this was the only way he could find to disperse his ignorance on the matter and his confused mind.


    [I am.... ]


    " For f*ck gods talk like a human...  at least with your mouth," Domeric said as every time the little leech voice sound in his brain his sanity seems to fall down a piece. It freaks him out.


    "What I am even I is not sure. But I just feel like a part of you... like if I see the blood and soul the gave me life... Like if I see my father" Little leech voice sounded like an eteral being that just had been born of the very magic itself.


    "Part of me... That''s not the same as me, and you came from a leech" All felt a bit surreal to Domeric. So he starts talking with little leech as if he was trying to find any things were off.


    "I came from no leech, but born from your blood, and grew from your soul." Little leech.


    This kind of conversation lasts for a while. Domeric was still not very convinced about this thing borning out of him. For Domeric was like if he was being scammed and for little leech was like convince his father to accept him.


    "Prove" Domeric


    Domeric was a bit skeptical about this. For him is like if it was seen a trap with a sweet magical bait in front of him. Although Domeric didn''t understand how magic work, but he knew it wasn''t a fairytale.


    "Give a sword" Little leech said after he had thought for a while.


    Domeric looks at him for a while, but eventually reach for his sword only to find that he forget it at the bathroom, so he went to ask it for the guard sword outside of his room.


    "Ok, didn''t he say that.. Oh my lord I need your aproval on..." The moment Domeric open the door he says Tybald then turn himself to talk to the guards.


    "Not now do what you want.. You give your sword" Domeric instantly stop Tybald words as mind his more concern with something else and just point to the guard for a sword.


    "Bamm" When Domeric had received the sword he closes the door so fast that it shakes a bit it frame.


    "What now?" But Domeric didn''t give the sword to little leech.


    "Cut me" Little leech seen that Domeric didn''t have any intention of giving him the sword he just extends his arm to Domeric.


    "But cut lightly" add little leech at the end.


    ''What if I put it through your chest first''...Domeric though for a bit.  but then he was curious to see. Where the little leech gave Domeric a small glance but eventually stayed quite.


    "Sssh" With a little slash he cut a small wound in the little leech wrist.


    "Hmm" Domeric frows his eyebrow as he sees a thick dark miasma flowing out of little leech wound at his wrist. But the wound didn''t last long as he could be seen by the nake eyes slowing healing.


    [Look at your wrist] little leech voice sound in the Domeric mind broking him from the trance of seen the wound healing by itself at the naked eye.


    "Hmm" But when Domeric eyes fallen in his arm he was even more shocked. Without he even feels there was a wound in his wrist as if it his skin had decided to magically open itself.


    No pain no blood there was what most puzzle Domeric.


    "Ok. Ok. Now what next" Domeric by now had practically given up on making sense to his mind and go with whatever came out.


    [I am your blood] " so I am your skin your flesh" By now the little leech had completely healed and the miasma slowly dissolving into the air and contaminated with a bit of blood aroma.


    ''What if I had... '' Where Domeric body shrugged he didn''t even have the courage of think about putting the sword through the little leech heart anymore.


    ......


    ''F*ck it'' After a long moment of silent Domeric seem to come to a conclusion.


    "What can I do with you" Domeric, for now, decide to accept this like a naive child that was surely baited whit some high grade sweet. He decides to just go with the flow and a magic flow at that.


    [You can...]


    "Stop that, it is creeping me out" little leech voice was interrupted again in Domeric mind.


    "Everything that my lord wish" little leech said.


    Listen to this Domeric cast his eyes more carefully at the little leech face. The thick lips that when he pressed together seems like a piece of art, and the pointed nose that seems to perfectly fit into his face giving a strange symmetry and beauty to it.The big round eyes that seem to be most hid under the eyebrows given an impression that he was constantly sizing something. But the color seems wrong as it was so pale that one more tone less it would be completely white, with only a heavy little black dot in the center of it.


    ''For god''s sake, '' Domeric almost screamed when his eyes had fallen down to little leech body.


    "There take some clothes" Domeric point to the wardrobe that was almost indistinguishable from the room corner.


    The little leech gets up and walk to the wardrobe and pick a casual clothing that Domeric like to use.


    Domeric cast his eyes again to size him. Somehow it resembles his old self (Eddy) and him now (Domeric). But with a bit of magical touch to it has he cast his eyes to little leech rainbow dred hair that seems to grow slowly.


    "How do you talk him my mind" Domeric was about the ask about the rainbow dred hair but he considers this more important.


    [Easy You..] " You just need..." Little leech stops himself from talking directly to Domeric mind and then start to explain to him.


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    Domeric after a lot of experiment had come to how it works. Talking to little leech his like talking to one of his limbs. It is like if was commanding his limb but instead of commands were signals or words so to say.


    [Oh... thi..s... seems to work]  But there was a tricky part, that was to identify the limb. But eventually he found a trick to practice with, that was to touch little leech so he could identify it.


    "Uff,...How do you not get tired" But talking directly to the leech mind seems to consume him heavily, so he couldn''t help but ask.


    " This is not tiresome, it just that it seems unnatural to you, " the little leech said


    "And it natural too you? Didn''t you say that I am me or  you are me... Or you me, or... Whatever something like that" Domeric mind seems to web was he try to remember little leech words.


    "You think of me as a broken limb, instead think of me like your shadow and you are commanding it" little leech as if reading Domeric mind start analyzing and a presenting solution.


    [Ok.... stil...t ...same] Domeric start doing as little had told him. But still, he couldn''t get a better result than touching little leech directly but now he could feel less tired by doing so.


    "Oh, nice. move right... now randomly"  And he found something new too.  This way, thinking of the little leech as a shadow he could feel the location of him easily


    ......


    [Now resolve this. sqr root of...] Domeric made a lot of experimentation eventually coming to it. The little leech mind seems very developed to the point he starts comparing with some genius of his previous life.


    ''What if he decides to turn against me and dominate my mind.But that was not made him became unceasing


    "I won''t do that" The little voice sounds as if answering Domeric worries.


    "YAh..." That was one of a little leech deck of seemly hiding abilities. He could access freely to Domeric though and memories it seems.


    For a person that use his privacy to keep eyes out of him in his previous life career. Completly accessing his memories and though he felt like being deprived of his free mind.


    "Still can not find a way of blocking yourself from reading it" Domeric.


    "Still very dificult, it was like I am trying to block myself from thinking" Little leech voice sound very sincere and powerless.


    This was another thing that freaks Domeric. Little seems as a natural actor that born to play as he perfectly could simulate behaviors even emotions it seems,  just as if it was natural to him.


    "Sigh" Domeric just sigh, as if anything he could do about it was a sigh, accept and move on. As the option of put sword to little leech heard was like doing it to himself.


    Although the little leech seems to be a god given present he sees all this as a bad thing. It was just like if his life was now divided into two and the probability of he randomly dying went up a notch. And he his worrying if it may happen again furthering leeching in his barely little life.


    "hh, It already dark" Eventually he shakes his head trowing thing that he didn''t need to worry about now.


    "Ok, let''s go eat Little Le" By now Domeric had officially named it as Little Le as Little Leech seems to long and weird to be called in from of peoples and this name just felt right to him. although Little Le was anything but little was he was almost 1.90 meters high.


    The moment Domeric and Little Le had walked out of the room the four guards cast a doubting eye onto Little Le. They had stood the entire time outside and didn''t even seen He walking in at any time. But their eyes were more puzzle with Little Le hair colors and what could probably happen with Domeric and Little Le all this time alone in the room. But eventually only they eyes move as they soon tossed everything out of their mind and follow close by Domeric side.


    "Ha ha ha." But barely walking to the hall stair he had become out of breath as if he had been put too long marathon.He found it strange, although Domeric wasn''t a bodybuilder, but his physics was well built by his(Eddy) standers and simple walking this distance from his room to the stair wasn''t enough to tire him out. So he just put the blame on today events.


    "Forget, you guys send someone to bring me something to eat" By now he was so tired and hungry that he even forgot about being paranoid.


    Not waiting long the food was soon brought to the Domeric room.


    "You choose" Domeric wave his hand to signaling Little Le that he was free to choose while he stops holding himself back and stuffs his mouth with some cheese and bread.


    "I don''t feel like can eat any of this," Little Le said shaking his head to Domeric.


    "Ok just tell me what you can eat and I will send to get, " Domeric said carelessly as he trow mite every time he opens his mouth.


    "Hmm" Little Le seems to though for a while as if even he wasn''t sure what he can eat.


    "I think that only my lord soul could satisfy my hunger" Little Le said with a kind of an apologetic and sweet tone.


    It didn''t matter how much sweet voice would the Little Le make. For as it would arrive at Domeric as a creepy old man calling a young boy as sweet that could satisfy his ''hunger''.


    "F*ck don''t talk like that..." The first time it sounded in Domeric it sounded as dirt as it could get.


    "What... MY SOUL... Cough, Cough" But eventually the real meaning sink to Domeric. And at the same time, the already swollen cheese and bread seem to decide given him a hard time.


    "Sure it wasn''t all sweet" After some time Domeric had recovered from the shock that almost chokes him.


    But eventually, Domeric shook his head, casting his eyes to Little Le and slowly and carefully chewing his food. With his mind drifting with uncertainty