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33.The Unwanted Envoy
22nd Day of the 9th Moon Sarella Sand, Sunspear Her eyes studied the painting on the wall. It depicted Nymeria, the Warrior Queen and her ancestor, clad in lobstered steel below her neck, with a bared face shining in resolve amidst a battle over a river crossing. It was a fine painting, painted by a master’s hand, with its colours so vivid it nearly looked real. Yet now, Sarella was irked by it. The canvas had done nothing wrong except to show the queen wearing too much steel. The…-
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33.Suffering from Success
9th Day of the 8th MoonJaime Lannister "One more," his words were met with Joffrey's annoyed half-glare, half-groan. "Or we can do drills instead?" The crown prince, clad in padded training armour, threw him a petulant glare, "Why must I do this, uncle?" It wasn't a new question; his son had asked him this many a time. But when had he ever been a father to the boy? Did he even want to be one? "A man must know how to fight, let alone a prince." The answer had always been the…-
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33.Entertaining Clowns
1st of September, 1992, TuesdayHarry The first step in hunting venomous beasts is identifying their dwellings and behavioural patterns. An inexperienced hunter might do only that, thinking his preparations are complete and rushing headlong for the kill. Many of those perish even after slaying the beast, for they were bitten in their hubris and had failed to bring the appropriate antidote. Harry almost cringed; the words reminded him of his jaunt in the Chamber of Secrets, far too close for comfort.…-
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33. Falling Leaves
259 AC, King’s Landing The Scarred Maiden Rick is rather eager to go to war, now that Father has agreed to sit as castellan in Winterfell. They say that there must always be a Stark in Winterfell—as if I’m not one! Still, I can’t help but be a bit worried, even if the Starks of Winterfell boast a full suit of tailored plate, not inferior to the finest southron knights. The Old Gods know that war is never safe, and fighting at sea has never been House Stark’s strength. Even Father wished…-
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32.The Price of a Gift
15th Day of the 9th Moon, 303 AC Damion Lannister, Braavos He had never been a large man, nor broad of shoulder, but age had shrunken him all the same. Perhaps it was some hidden ailment, or he had displeased the gods somehow, but at eight-and-fifty, Ser Damion Lannister stood scarcely five and a half feet, his limbs turned to kindling twigs, his knees trembling like old reeds in the wind. The strength he had once carried into the lists, the pride he bore in the melee of his youth, had long since…-
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32.Lingering Shadows
21st of August, 1992, ThursdayHarry This was his first holiday, and Harry had to say that, almost a month in, he liked it a lot. He had never been outside Britain before, let alone on any vacation, but it was still great, even if the heat felt unbearable some days. The sun was blisteringly hot, and even the evening barely provided respite. It hadn't rained since his friend and his cousins had arrived, but Harry suspected even the rain would be warm. The most unbearable part was sweating…-
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32.Lies, Deception
7th Day of the 8th MoonKing's LandingEddard Stark The king's steward was a jolly, balding man with a large potbelly, garbed in dark red robes adorned by golden stags and lions along the length of the sleeves. He warily stepped back at the sight of Winter but quickly managed to school his face with a slightly forced smile. Not that he was alone in this, most of the men-at-arms guarding the Red Keep looked at the direwolf with unease. "Lord Hand," he bowed with a stiff flourish. "Grandmaester…-
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32.Big Woes, Little Woes
259 AC, King’s Landing The Weary King He was a man twice wed now, now to a younger, more beautiful wife than Betha, but it did not make him feel any better. Even though he knew the necessity of the act, guilt coiled in his belly like a cold, serpentine knot that left him feeling restless all over. Worse, he had found some joy in the young woman in his bed, and it felt like the greatest betrayal. When the door slid open, the red, slender figure marched into his solar, finding him pacing across…-
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31.Vacation
Friday, 24th of July, 1992Harry After over half a year of waiting through red tape and excuses, the Ministry of Magic finally returned his mother's wand to his hands. No wonder nothing got done in Wizarding Britain properly–Snape had been in Azkaban for nine months now, and the investigation had long been closed. "Or perhaps they didn't want to give a child a Traceless wand," Sirius mused outloud before bursting out in laughter. It also elicited a chuckle from Harry; he was just happy to have…-
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31.Trouble Brewing
HighgardenGarlan Tyrell Bound by elaborate floral-patterned steelwork, the thick oaken gates of Highgarden were as beautiful as the rest of the high seat of the Reach. High-arched and tall, they were painted with an intricate golden rose that split between the middle as the gates were opened. Garlan greeted the guards and rode Audrey, his faithful dapple-grey mare, past the open entrance. The familiar briar labyrinth was the first to greet him, walled by pale crenellated curtain walls on both sides…-
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