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Broken Dreams
“I dreamt… many things,” she murmured, eyes turning murky. “The seasons keep turning, and the long summer draws near…” “Then, can you tell me?” Rhaella pressed. “What will become of me?” The woodswitch raised her head, and her eyes were now clear but full of pity. “Knowing will do you no good, princess.”- 8.9 K • Aug 17, '25
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22.Ominous Awakening
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Dim light slipped through the curtains, the sort that comes when it's still day outside but the sky is cloudy. The waking world was not much better than the Dream. Her limbs had thinned and were now heavy and slow to obey, though her mind was surprisingly clear. Something had also changed in the air, but it was too subtle for Rhaella to pinpoint. Moments after she stirred awake, Pycelle swept into the room, fussing over her and muttering…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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23.Coiling Sparks
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on the ASOIAF universe. All recognisable characters, plots, and settings are the exclusive property of GRRM; I make no claim to ownership. Edited by: Bub3loka 259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Was this choice any choice at all? Could she ever stay in the Red Keep and watch dragons grow, without ever being allowed to claim one? “Why are they caged, grandfather?” Aegon’s face darkened. “There were six hatchlings…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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30.A Promising Page
259 AC The Crownlands The Pale Knight Jon had always known the reign of the Unlikely was far from smooth, but witnessing the trouble and woe of the land with his own eyes was far different from reading some words inked down on a page. Even the North in his day was never completely worry-free with its vast territory, the wildling raids, and the danger of Ironmen plaguing the western shores, but this matter left him feeling aghast. The Riverlands had its own share of issues gleaned from his…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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21.Ethereal Pursuits
259 AC, the Riverlands The Wandering Bastard It took time for a lord to find out when riders sent to patrol ‘disappeared’. If the lord’s lands were vast enough, some patrols could ride around for days, even weeks, before returning. It was far more likely that a passing traveller, vagrant or some merchant would find the corpses and bring word of it to the nearest holdfast. From there, they would send a raven to the lord if they had one, and a rider to bring the word if they…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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24.Interlude-A Master Marksman
259 AC, The Trident The Wandering Bastard “Greetings. I am Jon Snow of the North.” He motioned towards Tormund, who obediently remained silent. “And this is my squire.” It was not a lie, but it was far from the whole truth. But the truth would do him no good and beggar belief. Jon had contemplated offering up a lie, building up some ambiguous background of a noble scion from a decaying but prestigious house, but had quickly thought the better of it. After all, he had already introduced…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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29.The End of Summer
259 AC, King’s Landing The Unlikely King The Crownlands and the royal banners were quick to muster; they always were. Most of the strength had gathered outside King’s Landing, a force of eight thousand strong camping on the outskirts of the city. Over a third of those swords were sworn to the Iron Throne directly. The Narrow Sea Houses were not here, gathered instead at Dragonstone under the command of Lord Valarr Valeryon in a second host, half the strength of the one outside the city…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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28.The Witch's Hounds
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Even a day later, the merchant who had tipped off Ser Denys had yet to be found. Rhaella suspected that such would never come to pass, and even if by some stroke of fortune the king’s men arrested him, he would not know a thing himself. That did not particularly surprise her. Perhaps the master of laws and the master of whispers were working fervently on the matter and had found more, but those things would not reach her ears. On the…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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19.The Spark.
259 AC, The Riverlands The Wandering Bastard Only once they passed the great causeway of the Neck and the horses set hoof into the Riverlands did Jon Snow feel at ease. A part of him had yearned to stop at Winterfell, to try and enter his former home and meet his grandparents, who were about his age now. Yet Jon knew all too well now was not the time. Any bonds of kinship they had would not be recognised, aye, but he could have still stopped for that promised reward. Yet, it was something else…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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27,Joining the Royal Court
259 AC, King’s Landing The Wandering Bastard Silver-gold hair that shone like molten silver in the torchlight, eyes of Valyrian purple, and a pale, delicate face that was ethereal, beautiful like no other. He had seen this eerie, almost inhuman charm only in the Others, and even their features slanted towards cold and sinister instead of beautiful. She did not announce her name, but she did not need to. The kingsguard addressed her with respect that even a lady of a great house would not…- 203.0 K • Ongoing
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