Meanwhile, in the Teen Wolf World – A Few Minutes Before Sansa Became One of Jacob's Wives
Beacon Hills – Jacob's Mansion
Lydia, Allison, Malia, Melissa, and Kitty were having lunch in the kitchen while Cogman served them. Lydia, Allison, and Melissa chatted quietly. Kitty ate with focused determination. Malia lay slumped across the table, absently pushing food around her plate.
Melissa looked at Malia, rubbed her head gently, and said, "We all miss him, but you have to eat something, Malia. You haven't eaten anything all day."
Malia didn't lift her head. "I don't like how I'm feeling. Especially when I woke up today. I feel like part of me is missing."
Allison set down her fork. "We all feel the same. But he'll be back soon. Besides, it's only been three days."
Malia sighed. "It feels like three years. And he said he'd be gone for a whole month. That's way too much time without him. And I hate going to Serendell because time there moves too slow."
Lydia pushed a piece of meat around her plate. "We all hate going to Serendell after he left. To be honest, I didn't sleep much last night. I kept thinking about him. Is he hungry? Is he cold? Is he alone? Is he safe? Or did he find a new woman—or several women—and is enjoying himself while forgetting about us?"
Melissa gave her a patient smile. "Well, he's definitely not hungry or cold. And from our connection to him, we all know he's safe. As for whether he found a woman or not—who knows? But he will never forget about us. He'll be back. You girls just need to be a little patient. Go shopping. Play video games. Or how about we travel—go to Europe or something?"
Lydia perked up slightly. "That sounds like a good idea. Let's travel tomorrow."
Allison smiled. "Let's go to Europe and spend a few days in Venice. Then let's go to Japan. I've always wanted to visit ever since I started watching anime."
Melissa nodded. "And maybe we can go on a safari in Africa. What do you think, Malia?"
Malia shrugged. "That's fine, I guess. I'll join you."
Melissa patted her back. "Then eat your food, and let's get ready to travel."
They all began eating, chatting about their upcoming trip—but suddenly, all four of them froze. Their forks clattered against plates. They felt it: a new connection. A new wife.
Malia's eyes glowed golden. A low growl rumbled in her throat.
Kitty looked up, startled. "Hey! What's wrong with you? You scared me."
Malia's voice was tight. "Jay just added a new wife to the family."
Kitty's eyes widened. "Really? He's only been gone for three days."
Melissa sighed. "Calm down, Malia. We all know what he is."
Malia's growl deepened. "I don't care about him getting more wives. I'd even help him kidnap any girl he likes. But the least he can do is take us with him—not leave us behind, thinking about him day and night, while he's out there enjoying himself." She clenched her fists. "I'm going to beat his ass when he comes back."
Lydia's face was flushed with anger. "From now on, he's not allowed to go to a new world alone. He'll take us with him. Or if he wants to explore a new world first, he'll go for only a few hours and come back for us." She crossed her arms. "He will definitely pay for leaving us behind when he returns."
Cogman tilted his head thoughtfully. "I wonder what my new lady is like. I hope she likes to fight and kill like Lady Malia. Or a sadistic woman who enjoys torturing people."
Allison glared at him. "Cogman, shut up. Go book us a flight to Europe for tomorrow."
Cogman straightened. "We don't need that, my lady. I purchased a private jet for sir's birthday, but I thought he would prefer the Cybertronian robots, so I never told him. The jet is at the airport. We simply need to obtain the necessary international permits and submit a flight plan, and we will be ready to take off."
Allison waved a hand. "Then go do that. And stop standing there like an idiot."
Cogman saw that Allison was not in a good mood and wisely left the kitchen without another word.
Allison turned to Malia. "How about we go spar? I need to do something to stop thinking about that idiot having fun with another woman while we're here missing him and worrying about him."
Malia stood. "Okay. Let's go."
They both teleported to Serendell and began a serious sparring session, using their full strength.
Kitty finished her food in a few quick bites and followed them.
Lydia looked at Melissa. "Aren't you upset?"
Melissa shook her head. "Not really. I miss him terribly, but I think he's allowed to have some fun." A small smile crossed her lips. "But I will teach him a lesson if he doesn't come back after a month."
Lydia smirked. "When he comes back, I'm going to make him watch several romantic movies with me. And take me shopping for a whole day. And also take me shopping in the new world too." She leaned back, thoughtful. "I wonder what our new sister is like. Is she someone from a show or a movie we've seen? Is she old or young? What kind of personality does she have?" A genuine smile appeared. "I'm actually looking forward to meeting her."
Melissa nodded. "Me too. I want to know who she is." She stood. "Now, let's go plan our trip."
Lydia jumped up excitedly. "Oh, yes! Let's go!"
They moved to the living room, pulled out their phones, and began planning where to visit, what fun activities to do, where to eat, and most importantly, where to shop.
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Back in the Game of Thrones World
Jacob had already arrived above King's Landing.
He pulled a long, hooded cloak from his pocket dimension and wrapped it around himself to avoid attracting too much attention. Then he teleported from the sky down to the streets of King's Landing and began walking.
The city was overwhelming. The stench hit him first—a thick, sour mix of sweat, garbage, human waste, and something rotting. He wrinkled his nose and kept to the cleaner streets, steering clear of alleyways where the smell was worse.
'Flea Bottom must be unbearable,' he thought, remembering the name from the show.
He passed the Street of Steel, where blacksmiths hammered swords and armor. He passed the Street of Silk, where women in colorful dresses called to him from balconies. He passed the Great Sept of Baelor, its crystal dome glinting in the afternoon sun.
The richer neighborhoods were cleaner—wider streets, fewer puddles of filth, more guards in golden cloaks. But even here, the smell of the city clung to everything, faint but persistent.
'King's Landing stinks,' Jacob concluded. 'It stinks of piss, shit, and desperation.'
After finishing his tour, Jacob snuck into the Red Keep. He found a secluded corner of the castle gardens, hidden behind a hedge of roses, and sat down. A system window had appeared the moment he arrived in the city.
[Location Sign-In Available
Sign-in location: The underground storage chamber of the Red Keep, where the skull of Balerion the Black Dread—alongside eighteen other Targaryen dragon skulls—is located.]
Jacob dismissed the notification and thought, 'Allison and the others definitely felt the connection to Sansa. I should go back home after I return to Moat Cailin and talk to them. If I stay here for a whole month, that will only make things worse. Besides, I already miss them terribly. I can't stay away for a whole month.' He paused. 'But before that, I need gifts. I already got a bow for Allison. Lydia will probably love the enchanted Westerosi clothes. Maybe Malia will like the three lizard-lions. As for Melissa… let's hope I get something good from the location sign-in.'
He looked at the Red Keep and activated his X-ray vision. Guards patrolled the hallways, stood at every entrance, watched from every tower.
'Too many guards to sneak in without being noticed. Let's avoid unnecessary trouble for now and teleport directly to the underground storage chamber,' he thought.
He scanned the underground levels until he found the storage chamber with the dragon skulls. It was empty—no guards inside or nearby.
Jacob teleported directly into the chamber.
He stood before a massive skull.
'This is Balerion the Black Dread's skull,' Jacob thought. 'That thing was enormous. Even in my dragon form, I'm not even a third of its size.'
He walked around it, studying the empty eye sockets, the rows of dagger-like teeth, the sheer scale of the creature that had once ridden the skies of Westeros.
After a long moment, he addressed the system. 'System, sign in.'
[Location Sign-In Successful. Rewards Obtained:
1️⃣ Fire Element Crystal: Awakens Fire element upon consumption.
2️⃣ Wyvern Eggs x10: Hatches wyverns loyal to you and your wives. It is best to let each wife hatch her own egg by dropping her blood on it—that way, the wyvern will gain some of her powers.
3️⃣ Enhanced Luke Cage Serum (Marvel) x20: A serum with no side effects. Grants complete immunity to fire at any temperature, from any source—magical or mundane. The user's skin, muscle, and bones become as strong as titanium steel, rendering them immune to conventional firearms and bladed weapons. (Enchanted bullets and enchanted blades can still penetrate.) The serum also provides superhuman strength with a lifting capacity of 50 tons, as well as accelerated cellular healing.]
Jacob read the first reward and smiled. 'Nice. Lydia would love this Fire Element Crystal.'
He read the second reward and nodded approvingly. 'That's a good reward too. I'll have my own small army of wyverns, and they can breed and multiply. I can't wait to hatch my own wyvern. And with these eggs, I don't have to worry about gifts for the girls anymore. I'm sure they'll love baby wyverns.'
Then he read the third reward and asked, 'System, can you tell me how this Enhanced Luke Cage Serum compares to the Hulk serum?'
[The superhuman strength and supernatural healing granted by the Hulk serum after consumption are far superior to the Luke Cage serum. However, the Luke Cage serum grants immunity to fire and superior skin defense—the Hulk serum only makes the skin impenetrable to small-caliber weapons. You can give it to your wives to drink. As for you, you do not need it. Your human skin already protects you even against weak enchanted weapons, and your dragon scales provide even greater defense.]
'I see. I'll give it to the girls when I return.'
Jacob looked at Balerion's skull and smirked. "It's a shame to leave you here gathering dust. I'll take you to decorate the garden in front of the palace in Serendell."
He placed a hand on the giant skull and stored it in his pocket dimension.
He took seven other large skulls—not as massive as Balerion's, but still enormous. The smallest among them was larger than Daenerys's largest dragon, Drogon, at the end of the show.
When he finished, Jacob used his X-ray vision to locate the Royal Treasury. He teleported inside, intending to plunder the Lannister gold.
The treasury was vast—but the chests were empty. Not a single coin remained.
Jacob spat on the ground. "What a disappointment. These bastards are broke."
He used his X-ray vision again and located the Great Hall of the Red Keep—where the Iron Throne sat.
He teleported directly from the underground chamber to the empty Great Hall. The hall was vast and cold, its high ceiling lost in shadow. Tapestries depicting Lannister victories hung on the walls. And at the far end, on a raised dais, sat the Iron Throne.
Jacob walked to it, climbed the steps, and sat down.
He shifted, trying to find a comfortable position. He couldn't.
He sighed. "This thing is uncomfortable."
He addressed the system. 'How come you didn't give me a location sign-in for this room? Or a quest to sit on the Iron Throne?'
[Do not be greedy, Host. You already received a location sign-in. Perhaps another time. And if you want a quest to sit on the Iron Throne, it will not be simply sitting as you are doing now. You would need to become the new king of the Seven Kingdoms.]
Jacob sighed again. 'Fine.'
He removed his cloak and stored it back in his pocket dimension. Then he pulled out his phone, took a few selfies with the Iron Throne in the background, and put it back in his pocket dimension.
'Time to grab that bastard knight and head back to Moat Cailin.'
To be continued… 😊
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