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After returning, Alexander got busy with his Winterfell upgrades and Wintertown's expansion into Winter City. He was hoping for at least 500,000 people to live there.

For the next 2 months, he worked on his building plan. He also electrified the whole Winterfell castle. The printing press was used to print posters asking all the jobless people to come to Winterfell. Alexander had put a slight notice me charm on them to make people notice it.

His new citadel was also ready but was currently invisible, how was he going to explain it to people. Still, he had built up an illusion that would make people think that it was under construction. For now, he had told everyone that it was a food granary for the whole north. It was unbelievable but still, a bit of magic and it became believable.

His next immediate agenda was.

1. Go to Old town and take over the Order of Maesters.

2. Visit the Iron bank and start plans to take over Westeros.

3. Go to the legendary Cannibal Bay in the shivering sea and grab nearly a thousand wrecked ships.

He was the most excited to choose option 3 first but controlled himself.

But before leaving, he was going to start the plan to restore the Moat Cailin. It was a magnificent castle but also costly to maintain. He was going to connect the East and West coast via a great canal which would flow just beside Moat Cailin. It would probably help Moat Cailin establish a Moat city too.

His Smith elves will lead a team of builders that they have been training for months now to rebuild Moat Cailin.

...

Alexander sat in the castle's new living area, which only Starks and contract signers could access. It was filled with modern technology, music boxes and a large T.V.

He was watching TV with little Alexandra, Eric, Jon and Rina. Catelyn didn't like leaving Robb with Alexander for some obvious reason. He also didn't let her come near Jon, who knows what that hateful woman would do to him if he left them alone.

Tom and Jerry was the kid's favorite show. The concept of a mouse besting a cat was intriguing.

"Dobby, I'll be going away for a while. You'll be the administrator of the North in my stead." Alexander said to his close friend.

"You got it, boss," Dobby said while humming and listening a song through earphones.

Alexander's interest got piqued and went to check. He took one earphone.

♫He give it to me... Everyday Everyday Everyday...♫

"Since when did you get into teen pop? And this song?" He disgustfully asked.

"Oh come on boss, don't be too judgemental now," Dobby said.

"Alright, alright. I won't judge. We all have different tastes... In sex," Alexander said with his hands up in the air in surrender.

"I am not ga..." Dobby said something but Alexander had already left by then. Having accomplished his goal of annoying Dobby.

...

Across the Narrow sea. A meeting was taking place between an old man and a small newly born girl.

Ragnarok had found where the Targaryen family was living. A wealthy merchant had given them refuge. Ser Willem Darry, the Kingsguard, was a nice man to go to such lengths to save two children whose future didn't look very bright.

Daenerys was very small currently. Probably a few weeks old. Alexander didn't save Rhaella. She was a broken woman who had a lot of pent up anger. She would have settled for nothing less than the throne for her kids. Unless he messed with her brain. He let her go to havens and rest in peace.

Which is also why he couldn't bring himself to let the little Dany face extreme hardships. He wanted her to have a happy life while slowly moving forward.

Ragnarok reached the door and knocked on it. A servant opened the door. He told her that he wanted to meet Ser Darry. The man had grown too old and also blinding.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Willem irritatedly asked.

"I know about the kids," Ragnarok said.

Willem's eyes widened and reached for his sword but without him even noticing there was already a sword resting on his throat.

"If I wanted to harm you or the kids, I'd already be on my way back home," Ragnarok added.

"W-What do you want?" He nervously asked.

"There's someone out there, extremely rich and powerful. He doesn't want little Dany to live a harsh life, so he sent me here to watch over her." Ragnarok replied.

"Tyrells?" Willem guessed out loud.

"Haha... The Tyrells aren't even worth my Boss's fingernail. So, what's it gonna be?"

"How can I trust you?"

"You don't. But you also don't have much of a choice either" Ragnarok nonchalantly replied.

"Alright, but I'll be keeping an eye on you. If you harm them, I'll kill you even if it costs my life," Willem strongly said.

"Sure," Ragnarok walked into the big house to see the little girl.

And there she was, in a crib. So small and cute. Silver hair and purple eyes. Ragnarok took out a Dragon plushie and showed it to her.

She in return made happy noises and tried to grab it. Ragnarok lightly placed it beside her.

"So cute," Ragnarok exclaimed.

...

Alexander was on his way to Oldtown, with 2 of his Wolf's swords, on a warhorse and his armor. While he traveled he hoped that many people would come and settle in the new Winter city. The Moat Cailin will also probably be completed and the work for the Megacity, named 'Norgold' will be started. As it was going to be the biggest moneymaker city in the north/world.

His first stop was going to be Riverrun, Then Casterly Rock, and finally Highgarden. From there, the Oldtown is very close. He had no intention of meeting Hoster Tully, so he bypassed them and headed straight to the famed Casterly Rock. He also wanted to assess how much gold was left in their seemingly limitless gold-filled mine.

It was currently the end of year 283 AC and the main story of the game of thrones started in AC 298. 15 years is a long time to change a lot of things and he was sure that many things would change because of his process. Many events might happen differently. But there was one thing that would still remain the same. That was the nature and attitude of the people.

His small team rode towards the Westerlands. In their ways, they found some thieves but were easily neutralized. As soon as they entered the Westerlands the thieves became rare and rare. Westerland Lords took security pretty seriously, he guessed.

When they arrived at Lannisport, they were welcomed by a group of armed guards. It was obvious that their travel was no secret and the lord of Casterly Rock wanted to show the might of Lannisters so he invited him to his castle.

The Lord of Casterly Rock surprisingly came out with his small family to greet a small lord of a poor house like him.

Alexander was still in full armor except for the helmet. His Wolf's sword guards also looked a bit scary with their red shining eyes under the masks. His attire made Tywin remember the scenes of the throne room.

"Haha... I am truly overwhelmed to be personally received by you Lord Tywin. How are you?" He spoke with a rather informal tone.

No one had the guts to say anything to him.

"We don't receive many guests here, you are in luck that I was here," Tywin said in his disdainful voice.

Alexander looked around, there were Kevan Lannisters and Gerion Lannister, Tywin's younger brothers. Then there were Tyrion Lannister and Cersei Lannister, who was betrothed to Robert, and would probably give birth to a child soon.

Alexander looked at the little Tyrion Lannister. Surprisingly he didn't look ugly. Then a memory resurfaced in his mind.

[Memory]

Some years ago, Alexander was flying over Casterly Rock and saw a little boy crying alone under a tree. Alexander got interested and went to see him.

"What happened, boy. Why are you crying?" He asked.

5-year-old Tyrion Lannister looked at him with teary eyes. His face was really deformed. His head was bigger, teeth were crooked. Mismatched eyes and curved legs.

"Dragons are dead. I can never see them ever again. I just wanted a little on. Just like me." He cried.

"Do you want to see a dragon?" He asked. The boy nodded his head.

Alexander pointed his finger and a small moving dragon materialized in front of Tyrion. He looked shocked and happy.

"Can I touch it?" He longingly asked, to which Alexander nodded.

Tyrion then happily played with the little dragon for a while and fell asleep after getting tired. While asleep, Alexander removed all the disfigurement and made him look like a decent person, he was still a dwarf though. Then he left a small dragon figure toy beside him.

"I'll see you later, child," Alexander softly said and flew away.

[Memory end]

~So, that's why he looks different.~

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