《Apollyon Game of Thrones Fanfiction [Written in Second Person]》Chapter 62
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Chapter 62
Despite your honest Advice, your little Brother still didn't use all his Forces on the next Day, but with a massive Assault of over two hundred Knights in the early Morning Hours, it became clear that the Siege of Santor Castle was as good as finished. For as your Brother's Troops marched on all three of the Walls in unison only the main Tower still gave some Resistance as the rest of the Castle was swiftly abandoned seeing as they had less than twenty Men to defend each Wall, which would have been madness.
But Santor Castle was just like its Lord not quite done yet as Access to the last Tower was understandably rather limited with how it was designed, it had a total of three Entrances, that much was true, but each one was reinforced and only two of those Entrances actually connected the Tower to the Walls. The last Entrance was sadly only accessible from the Killing Field that was the Yard, which considering the sabotaged Gatehouse meant there were essentially only two places to get in. And despite everything, you knew that all three Entrances were still defended by at least a dozen Men, so yeah, you had to admit that the Santors were quite formidable for such a minor House.
The good Lord Dunos of Santor was apparently still determined to buy a bit more time for the Stadleys to prepare, but it didn't matter anymore, for Jaime has at last seen Reason, hence you could finally deploy your Statues to make up for the lost time. You knew your Brother and you were honestly still quite impressed by their Strength, so you decided to go easy on them as two of your Statues dug their Way through the Rubble that was still blocking the Gate from being raised.
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It wouldn't do to simply kill them now that they have shown so much Potential, but you couldn't let them believe that they had won against House Lannister and your Brother, for neither you nor your Father had an Interest in sieging down the same Castle twice if the Santors would indeed keep their Heads. So you swiftly decided that a little Intimidation was in Order, hence you continued to read about the greatest Knights of the Westerlands to your little Sister as your Mother had recommended while you waited for Nightfall before you ordered your Statues to strike.
As the time finally came, the reinforced Door connecting the Tower to the Yard held for about half a Second, and your not so little Siblings soon began to squeezed themselves through the Interior of the Tower in search of your Prey. They moved excitedly from Chamber to Chamber as they effortlessly dealt with the Defenders of the fortified eight-meter wide Tower. It was honestly a bit exhausting to adjust their Weight over the massive Distance between the Rock and Santor Castle, or perhaps straining would be a better Word for it.
Well, all you knew was that you might die of embarrassment if your three-meter tall Knights in blackened Armour actually broke through the Stairs of Santor Castle now. It wasn't a Problem you had considered with how the Stairs in the Rock were nearly always fashioned of Stone due to its Historical Connection to mining as opposed to simple Wood, not that it would stop you. In the end, it took you a few Minutes longer than you thought was strictly necessary to subdue them all, but seeing as you wanted to keep the Santors and as many of their Men as possible alive to create a new Vassal House in the Region, that was fine.
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For you knew that the securing of competent Men is always worth a bit of extra effort in the long term, and considering how successfully this unassuming overweight Lord held his own against Jaime's little Host, you were just glad to have found him at all. He could have gone completely unnoticed if he hadn't rebelled against your Father, which would have meant that his Talents that allowed him to hold out against a Host that was five times his Size could have been completely wasted. Now the only problem was the taking of Stadley Castle and convincing your Father to spare the Man's Life, which will probably require you to turn him to House Lannister's Side after he loses his Will to fight, a rather lofty Goal with how you were still entertaining your Sister in the Rock.
But such an Asset seems to be more than worth it, especially with how Jaime has currently only a measly three hundred Knights under his command, yes, a defensive Multiplier of five sounds quite appealing right about now. With these Thoughts in Mind, your Statues deliver the last Group of Defenders into the Yard before they take Position to block off both Entrances to it while your Brother's Men continued to watch from above. You quite liked the Pressure that was now slowly filling the Air as the Knights continued to play their part silently, it was time to see how much it would take to fully break the good Lord.
You had planned what to do a bit earlier Today, so you had already arranged for a few Chests worth of Supplies to vanish so that your Brother would be too exhausted to interrupt this amusing little Plan of yours as he slept under the Guard of two of your Statues. But that didn't mean that you had time to waste, hence you swiftly looked down on the Prisoners one last time to make sure that everything had remained perfect before you silently gave the Signal to start.
No Words were spoken as the Men of your House moved, and only the clatter of Steel and the great Flames of the now burning Tower could still be heard in Santor Castle. The Prisoners of course continued to look up at the now moving Knights and Banners of House Lannister as they cowered near the Well in the middle of the Yard, which provided them with the View you had prepared for them. It didn't take long before the Knights had finished and began throwing dozens upon dozens of Nooses from each of the now perfectly illuminated Walls, and just like you had planned the former Rebels soon filled their burning Stronghold with despairing Sobs, it was Perfection.
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