31 Results in the "Broken Dreams" category
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18. Undercurrents
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess The weather remained mercurial, the dark clouds choked the skies each day, sometimes spiced with flashes of thunder and a torrent of rain. The year grew to its zenith, yet the expected heat wave had yet to arrive. The new Grand Maester claimed the days were starting to shorten and that fall would soon arrive. Her grandsire’s nameday was fast approaching, and with it, her departure for Sunspear as Rhaella fell into restless…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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20.From the Ashes
259 AC, The Riverlands The Wandering Bastard Daeron had fallen unconscious after they had fished him out of the deep well, the man too thin and sickly from his quite lengthy stay in the well. Tormund had proposed leaving him by the road and moving on, but Jon felt that since they had taken him out, they ought to at least make sure he wouldn’t die right away. And the man was thin enough to count all of his ribs, and if he were left here, he’d probably be too weak to get up and die…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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26.Wings of Fate
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess The House of the Dragon was a wreck. Her cousin Maegor had been drowning himself in wine and Tyroshi brandy ever since that day, and she had only seen him once, as drunk as a man could ever be, swaying on the way to his quarters. For good or ill, her brother had remained in his room, still refusing to leave or see anyone. Would her grandfather truly wed another woman? Rhaella could not say if those words were spoken to pressure her in grief or were…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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25.A Den of Vipers
259 AC, King’s Landing The Wandering Bastard “This is bloody slow,” Tormund groaned, looking at the winding queue that disappeared into the gatehouse before them. They had barely moved ten yards in the last half an hour, and his squire had begun to grow impatient. “Patience is a virtue,” Daeron chided, as he petted his donkey without a care in the world. Tormund scowled, and while he ceased his complaints, he dismounted and kept shuffling, quite unable to…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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17.Hunting Shadows
259 AC, the Last Hearth The Wandering Bastard He had guessed right. The Lord of Last Hearth was indeed hosting a feast for the first nameday of his grandson, Jon Umber. The future Greatjon could now fit comfortably in Jon’s arms, but his wails were just as booming. Hoarfrost Umber was a giant of a man, broad-shouldered like a boar and towering a whole head over most men, just like his grandson would in the future. He looked like half a giant, too, with a shaggy grey beard hiding most of his…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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16.Of Sunlight and Small Joys
259 AC, Castle Black The Self-Exiled Prince Seated in a crude chair on the balcony, he basked in the thin Northern sun. Ravens croaked and cawed in a jarring symphony, but his ears had long grown used to the cacophony. Across the ledge, the yells of the drillmaster mingled with the clangour of steel and grunts of recruits and old rangers too bored to do anything but hone their skills. Once upon a time, that would have interested him a tad. Just enough to move to the ledge and observe,…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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15. Lurking Shadows
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess “Why is my presence required for something like this?” Her father’s face was unreadable. “You’re no longer a child, Rhaella. Father decided it’s time to see the dispensation of royal justice in all of its grim glory.” A punishment, then. At least she had spared Joanna the indignity, though Melony was by her side, and Genna was seated right behind Aerys on the other side of their parents, shuffling uneasily in her seat. The…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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6.Dancing with Death
258 AC, the Red Keep The Young Princess Rhaella woke up, back soaked in a cold sweat again. This time, she had dreamed of torn throats and pools of blood. And the screams still echoed in her mind. Her own screams, though her voice had been older and far more desperate. The manner of Septa Melona’s death had been covered up, but Septon Manton’s murder was seen by too many to be buried. “By noon, half the city will know a septon was killed in the Red Keep in broad daylight,” her…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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14.Thunder-Struck
259 AC, Beyond the Wall The Wandering Bastard Jon awoke with a groan. His mouth was dry, and his head pulsed with pain; it was as if his brain pounded against his skull with the eager desire to escape. His limbs felt like they were made of lead, his joints were aching, and there was this irksome itch in his bones. He cracked his eyes open to a ceiling of knapped bones, tied together by twisted reeds and sinew. Mammoth or giant bones, judging by their size. What looked like leather lay above,…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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