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      16.Of Sunlight and Small Joys16.Of Sunlight and Small Joys

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      by Gladiusx 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,…
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      15. Lurking Shadows15.Lurking Shadows

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      by Gladiusx 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…
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      14.Thunder-Struck14.Thunder-Struck

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      by Gladiusx 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,…
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      13.Tall Triumphs13.Tall Triumphs

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, The Red Keep The Young Princess  “Are you certain you wish to do this?” Whitedream’s face was twisted into a heavy frown. “There are easier ways, my young apprentice.” “Leaving the Red Keep is not an option,” she said. “Not for me, and not now.” The quiet stretched as Rhaella studied her mentor’s still face. It gave away nothing, as Whitedream had the uncanny skill just to sit still without moving a muscle for hours, but his eyes betrayed him. They had darkened…
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      12.Blood in the Darkness12.Blood in the Darkness

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, Beyond the Wall The Lost Bastard Blood bloomed across the snow like a crimson flower as Jon cautiously inched closer, stretching his senses. But there was no danger, only silence amidst the trees and the snow. The singer was dead. It was alone, too. He felt nothing at the sight, as if he had killed just another hare, but his eyes studied the fallen creature regardless. Dark brown skin, dappled with pale spots like a deer. It possessed a child’s stature, but its nose was too flat to be…
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      11.Echoes in the Snow11.Echoes in the Snow

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      by Gladiusx 258 AC, Beyond the Wall The Lost Bastard The end of the year was fast approaching, and some nights often saw snowfall cover the haunted forest with a quilt of white, no matter how deep south they ventured. Nearly two moons had passed since the revelation, and he had thrown himself into the swing of training. Anything to keep his mind away from his mother, away from the wrongness of his own existence. The Children of the Forest or Earth Singers, as Brynden liked to call them, had withdrawn… as…
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      10.Unforeseen Consequences10.Unforeseen Consequences

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      by Gladiusx 258 AC, the Red Keep The Young Princess Her brother had wedded Genna three days past, in a rather hasty ceremony. Many lords were invited, but the swiftness of the event saw only the Crownlords and the Stormlords arrive, with Lord Blackwood and Darry from the Riverlands and Lord Casswell of Bitterbridge—the sole Reachlord for the event. Grand Aunt Daella had been invited from Tarth, but no raven ever returned, nor did the sails of quartered crescent and a sun grace the docks.  It had to be…
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      9. Like Tears in the Rain9. Like Tears in the Rain

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      by Gladiusx 258 AC The Unlikely The king often thought himself grown wiser with age, that he had seen all there was to see in the Great Game. The gods often decided to prove him wrong, and this time it had been no different. One name-day feast, and the House of the Dragon was divided. The scandal had seen the following ball a pale shadow of what had been planned, and Aegon curtailed that event swiftly. His daughter had disappeared into the Great Sept to pray for forgiveness and repentance, though it was more…
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      8.Dancing with Desire8.Dancing with Desire

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      by Gladiusx Warning: Semi-graphic scene. 258 AC The Young Prince To his great dismay, daybreak saw Aerys blearily drag his legs to the training yard instead of remaining abed. As a prince of the blood, he had always enjoyed a leisurely morning, waking up whenever he felt rested enough and turning to training later in the day. But here he was, not of his own choosing for once—not today, nor the previous three mornings. Thwack! The sword was like a viper, lunging at his joints with frightening…
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      7.Scheming in the Night7.Scheming in the Night

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      by Gladiusx 258 AC The Young Princess Keep the weirwood close. Rhaella fiddled with her hairpin. Shaped like a dragon’s wing, it shone like polished bone under the lamplight and was warm in her fingers, but did little to ease the tightness in her chest.  Ser Rolland gave her a curt nod and slid the door open. The Hand’s audience chamber was surprisingly cool. It was the most likely place her father could be found when not in court or a small council meeting. Crimson Myrish rugs lined the floor,…
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