Skyrim System In Westeros

There were stone chairs scattered around the garden. Wright, accompanied by a few children, sat by a pool and chatted. He also learned that Prince Doran's children lived in another city, the Water Gardens, while they resided in Sunspear.

After a while, Prince Doran appeared. When the three little girls saw their uncle coming, they quickly ran off, afraid that he would find out they had been eavesdropping.

Doran watched as the girls ran off without even greeting him. It was clear they had been caught.

"You two, don't leave the garden. Maester Duncan will come and teach you how to read."

"Can we go to the library?" Wright asked.

"You two can read?" Doran was a bit surprised.

"I can read. Renly is still learning," Wright replied.

"I'll allow you to visit the library. I've heard of the early wisdom of the fourth son of the Baratheon family. I'll have the guards briefed," Doran agreed before turning to leave.

Seeing Doran about to walk away and considering his own diplomatic mission, Wright quickly found a topic to discuss.

"These coconuts are huge. Why don't you sell them to the North?" Dorne was the southernmost region of the continent, and when people here referred to the North, they meant the rest of the continent.

"Coconuts are hard to grow."

"Grow them in large quantities, fertilize them, and remove the pests," Wright suggested.

"We've tried, but the trees don't bear fruit."

Wright pretended to think for a moment.

"Just like how men and women need to be together to have children, trees need both male and female trees to bear fruit."

"Do you know all this?" Doran squinted and smiled at Wright.

"I read a lot of books," Wright said without changing his expression.

"I've read countless books, but I've never come across any that mention such things," Doran said, trying to impress the child.

Wright recalled that Doran, who had gout and difficulty moving, was also a diligent ruler. His reading habits were certainly understandable.

The longer Wright lived in this world, the more he began to forget his previous life, as he was not the type to keep a diary.

"Maesters doesn't prioritize agriculture, as it is considered the work of lower classes. Naturally, there are no books on the subject. In the Stormlands, we don't have many places to grow food, so when we don't have enough crops, we have to buy from elsewhere. That's why we have these books at home," Wright casually invented a half-true, half-false explanation. It was true that Maester didn't prioritize agriculture, but the part about having books at home was a lie.

"You can try planting a few trees. Spread the pollen from one tree onto the flowers of another,"

Doran said, after listening quietly. After a pause, Doran added, "I have other matters to attend to," and left. Even if the suggestion was correct, he could not acknowledge it in front of a child. As for whether he would try planting coconuts, Wright didn't care. What mattered was leaving a smart, engaging impression in front of Dorne's highest leader.

Prince Doran's political skills were among the best on the entire continent. He relied solely on open strategies and always adhered to principles, with a remarkable ability to bide his time, often setting up intricate plans that required decades to unfold. However, luck was never on his side.

Afterward, the three young girls frequently visited Wright and Renly. Princess Arianne Martell, Prince Doran's daughter, also came along with the three sisters several times.

Renly was very smart, having received a noble education from a young age, and was very polite when speaking to others. Wright, as usual, was well-spoken. The girls were primarily visiting Wright, enjoying the tales and jokes he told. Even a butterfly could be turned into an interesting story. Listening to Wright's stories became their favorite pastime.

Sitting by the garden pond, eating oranges and listening to stories, each time, Nymeria and Tyene would squish together next to Wright, trying to hear the stories more clearly. The fun times made the days fly by.

They also practiced fighting. The eldest sister, Obara, was already ten name days old, the second sister, Nymeria, was eight name days old, and the youngest, Tyene, was six name days old. Princess Arianne was also nine name days old, all older than Wright.

Except for a few families, every Dornish person was taught to wield a spear. Additionally, everyone trained with either a short weapon or a secondary weapon. The eldest sister was adept with a whip, the second sister, Nymeria, with throwing knives, the youngest, Tyene, with a dagger, and Princess Arianne wielded a short spear. Wright, aided by the gaming system, learned quickly with both one-handed and two-handed weapons, as well as shields. He could now spar with the girls in the garden, using spears, whips, daggers, and throwing knives. When it came to unarmed combat, he could easily defeat two girls at once.

Renly only began learning how to fight after arriving in Dorne. Before that, he had only watched others train but had never seen a real battlefield. His experiences were limited to training sessions with controlled strikes or duels in tournaments where opponents avoided vital areas, all adhering to knightly etiquette.

But the Obara sisters and Princess Arianne of Dorne didn't care about such formalities. Every strike aimed either at vital points or low blows. If one defended their lower body, the next strike would come to the face or neck. If one protected their upper body, they would be hit so hard that they'd writhe on the ground in pain. And Wright couldn't use magic for defense. His fight skills were no match for them, and after every training session, he had to lie down in exhaustion, harboring much frustration.

Prince Doran occasionally visited the guest hall. At first, he guided the group in martial arts, but soon, he began discussing news from the North with Wright. Each visit grew longer. He no longer treated Wright like a child and started talking about the war situation, likely thinking of him as a teen in his five and ten name days.

Wright appreciated this attitude from Doran. He often emphasized the four-region alliance and excluded House Lannister of the Westerlands, because he didn't know if the Lannisters would do the same thing again and whether the two princes would vent their anger on himself and Renly.

While Wright and Renly did not face the ravages of war in Dorne, the conflict in the North had begun to escalate.

After Robert's feigned defeat and the lead of his main forces northward, they quickly passed through the Riverlands, thus avoiding the battle at the Bells that had originally been planned to intercept Robert.

The combined forces of the North, the Vale, and the Riverlands finally united, choosing Robert as their king and marching south to attack King's Landing.

The Royalist and Rebel forces finally met at the Trident.

Neither side had been worn down by the Battle of the Bells, and their numbers were intact. However, Dorne's forces, besieging Sunspear, had only Oberyn Martell and a small contingent of knights to offer support. This imbalance tilted the scales significantly in favor of Robert's side during the Battle of the Trident. The Royalist forces only mustered 35,000 men, while the Rebel forces nearly 40,000.

During the Battle of the Trident, the commanders of both armies faced off one-on-one. Prince Rhaegar was killed by Robert, while the rebel commander Jon Connington was slain by Eddard Stark. The Kingsguard member Lewyn Martell was killed by Ser Lyn Corbray.

Upon learning the news, Wright wrote back to Robert, asking him to locate Rhaegar's body and bury it where he fell, with a gravestone inscribed with his deeds. He urged Robert to have the monument erected in his name to soothe the hearts of the neutral factions and the Royalists.

The Royalist forces scattered in retreat toward King's Landing, while Robert, leading the Rebels, continued their march south. The Ironborn pirates were also beginning to stir.

Outside Storm's End, House Hightower's fleet surrounded the sea, while the army joined forces with Dorne's troops, launching several attacks that were repelled by Stannis. The rebellion's leaders hadn't even taken their own home yet, and there was nothing that could be done to fulfill King Aerys's orders to provide support for King's Landing.

The news reached Dorne: Prince Lewyn Martell had died in battle. He was the uncle of Doran and Oberyn. Afterward, Prince Doran no longer visited Wright. He had the guards bring the news instead, as they were of equal noble rank, and there was no need to sever ties completely yet.

One day, during unarmed combat training, the four girls insisted on a one-on-four match with Wright. At first, it went well, but as the sparring continued, something felt off. The girls expressions became more vicious, and their strikes grew increasingly forceful as they surrounded him. Wright, unable to use magic, started to struggle and could no longer defend himself. In the end, he had to grab one of the girls from behind to use her as a shield. He fell to the ground, leaving his back and one side exposed. The three other girls pinned him down and continued to hit him. Fortunately, their strength wasn't great due to their age. He had only scraped his head against the ground, bleeding, which looked worse than it was—just a superficial wound. Normally, such minor injuries wouldn't be counted, but this was the first time Renly had seen Wright covered in blood, and he froze in place, terrified.

"You're going to die!"

"Your brother killed Prince Lewyn!"

"Liar!"

"Despicable Northerners!"

The girls shouted angrily. Wright understood why they were upset, and being in someone else's home, he didn't fight back. Eventually, they ran out of energy.

"We'd love to kill you and Renly, but we can't!" Princess Arianne said with a face full of rage.

"We've both lost people, but they died on the battlefield, with honor!" Wright shouted, lying on the ground. He sat up and released the girl he'd been using as a shield—Nymeria.

Westeros had been at war for thousands of years, and countless houses had fought one another. If every death required vengeance, then the entire continent would be wiped out. So, the code of knightly honor had gradually included this: both sides fight for their liege lords, and dying on the battlefield at the hands of the enemy is honorable, with no personal vendettas involved, so no revenge should be sought.

Princess Arianne and the eldest sister, Obara, left. Nymeria and Tyene, who were closest in age to Wright, had not gotten up yet. They watched their sisters walk away and then looked at Wright, covered in blood. The two girls sat down and began to cry.

"War is cruel, and no one wishes to start it. I hope you'll talk to your sisters and help them understand the reasons behind this war," Wright said as he went inside to fetch some oranges. After a while, when the girls had cried themselves out, he wiped their tears with his sleeve and peeled the oranges, handing one to each of them.

After the oranges were eaten, the girls stood up, wiped their tears, and slowly walked out of the garden, still shuddering as they went.

Wright dragged the stunned Renly inside to wash their faces. Since there was no immediate danger to his life, Wright decided to keep the injuries visible for the time being, planning to use healing magic in a couple of days.

Soon after, the guards brought medicine for the wounds. The next day, Doran visited to check on him. The princess and Obara never came again. Only Nymeria and Tyene occasionally came with fruit, sitting by the garden pond, eating oranges and listening to Wright's stories. But this time, they only listened quietly—there was no laughter.