Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Enterprise: its continuing mission to explore this strange planetary system, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
High Planitos orbit.
A comparatively small, disk-shaped spacecraft with some gothic styling, which, as the Prince put it, "fits the image." It set out on a mission to map the system and explore nearby solar objects, including a comet with an incredibly high-energy reaction passing through the system. It had to avoid the numerous asteroids and mining machines that were in the process of building shipyards for manufacturing true warships and automated seed ships designed to plant Stargates on distant worlds.
The captain sent the verification signal to the lead battle cruiser stationed to protect the world's orbit and departed to explore what the telescopes and sensors couldn't discover with his freshly graduated academy crew.
But this is not their story; no, this story takes place on the continent of Westeros, a place that has had only limited contact with the Britannian Empire, mostly selling ore and unprocessed goods to the steel trade ships that travel in what the Ironborn like to call the Drowned God’s fury, for advanced goods suitable for the medieval ages, rare medicine, and clothing. Without much cultural exchange taking place outside of Dragonstone, due to Lord Stannis pushing for more contact with Britannia and them not snubbing him like they did to the Lannisters, who offered better deals.
The Red Keep.
Ned Stark wished to return to the north, even more so knowing that the crown was in debt to the Iron Bank by a shocking amount. Kids were disappearing all throughout the realm, with shady reports of Red Priests offering to take in children that the smallfolk couldn’t raise, even giving a few silver stags as charity to struggling villages, then vanishing into the night. Don't get him started on the Maesters' constant ravens about new stars moving or buildings in the air that only the biggest seeing glass could spot, and their pleading for funds to anyone who could listen; it was honestly ridiculous. Even if the crown had money, such lies wouldn't help them get some of it. It's bad enough Robert insists on the bloody tournament in honor of himself to further sink into debt.
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Unknown village in the Riverlands
Thomir wasn't angry with his parents. As the eldest boy, he knew if he and his sister stayed, the whole family would starve due to Lord Grell not securing the rivers from bandits well enough. This cut off the village’s fish supply, which they relied on to feed the family of six. Even if the red-robed man didn’t come offering silver stags to his parents for him and his sister to work for him, he would have still left the village, hoping to ease their burden by trying to survive on his own. Despite his intentions even now, he still remembers the blank and cold look on his mother's face as she watched them walk away with the man.
Shortly after that came the bright light, and then he and several other boys around his age found themselves in a blue room that glowed with magical light. It was so loud, with everyone talking over each other in fear and confusion, as it was all so sudden. He even started to panic for his sister, frantically looking for her. That was until a loud voice made everyone silent. It came from what looked like a noble lady; she quickly organized everyone into lines and put down any questions with "It will all be explained when you enter the next room," then ignored everyone in favor of correcting the rows of children. When another voice coming from the walls said big noble words like 'contamination' and 'clear', she started letting boys enter separate doors one at a time.
The next room was not what he expected; there was a big light shining down from a high roof, and in this light, he found more answers than questions he never even asked.
He now knew he was in Britannia across the ocean and what was expected of him. He was granted a choice of his fate, much like his sister would be.
For the first time, he felt free from the burdens of being just one of the small folk, scratching in the dirt for his next meal while avoiding the nobles' eyes whenever they came to the village. The light changed and he saw his options in a language he couldn't understand until the light granted him knowledge of it.
Without much hesitation, he chose what would no doubt be the hardest job, but it offered the most benefit to his little sister. The space marine project would turn him into a knight stronger than any other, but it would also be like taking the black; he would have no family. Despite his extended lifespan, there were great benefits, however, that could be diverted to his family and sister if he wanted. So, as the eldest brother, he chose his sister, mostly because of the scary look his mother had given them when they left. Similar choices were being made by the children, with most selecting to become space marines in the hopes of becoming knights or legendary figures like in the stories. Others chose the arts in the hope for a peaceful life, far from trouble and better than the hard work of farming. The light had told them that the city of arts was looking for students, and so, in the hopes of gaining more inspiration, children from Westeros were taken to fill this gap in Britannian society by order of the Prince.