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      50.Woes and Follies50.Woes and Follies

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      by Gladiusx 18th Day of the 11th MoonGarlan Tyrell, Bitterbridge Two ravens had arrived with them in the Caswell seat - a white one from the Citadel announcing the arrival of autumn and a black one from King's Landing, carrying black words with it. For a day, Renly looked as smug as a cat that had just caught a songbird when the raven of Joffrey's wedding to Myrielle Lannister arrived. "Of course, we cannot let such an injustice stand," his father declared righteously when Renly presented the book of the…
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      82.Of Ice and Blood82.Of Ice and Blood

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      by Gladiusx 14th Day of the 8th Moon, 299 ACThe Quiet Wolf, Myr He dreamt of the Northern mountains, of a corpse-strewn shore with towering weirwoods before an old castle, but the faces looked freshly carved, all solemn, grim, and vengeful to the last. The pleasant chill in the air felt nostalgic after Essos's suffocating heat. It felt like home. Ned knew that place, for he had visited Stonegate Keep many times, even with the uncharacteristic stench of death and battle lingering in the air. 'This is not a normal…
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      24.Writhing Shadows24.Writhing Shadows

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      by Gladiusx 24th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC The Mad Maid, Oldtown The looming oily darkness pressed into her dreams and seeped into the recesses of her mind, and Malora Hightower awoke in a bed of cold sweat with a silent scream on her lips. Her heart was racing, and her thin limbs felt sorer than usual. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and it would not calm. Breathe in. Breathe out. Many called her the Witch of Hightower or the Mad Maid. They were not wrong. She was born with a rare talent unseen for…
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      1. Prologue

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      by Fable Weaver Year 3XX After Aegon's Conquest The sun had not risen in months, and the only lights were the flickering flames of the torches and the soft glow of the waning moon. Unfortunately, Jon had no time to enjoy the view, no matter how magnificent. A cold wind was blowing, cutting as sharp as a knife through even the thickest of furs, and the screams of men dying echoed across the field. The air was filled with the stench of rot and decay. Jon swiftly yet precisely brandished Longclaw in his right hand…
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      32.Lies, Deception32.Lies, Deception

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      by Gladiusx 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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      34.Caught Black-handed34.Caught Black-handed

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      by Gladiusx Thursday, 3rd of September 1992Juno Bellatrix Black "I shall expect you to follow their every command without fail as if the words were coming from my mouth," Juno said, looking at the squirming Joseph Avery, sandwiched between the Carrow Twins. Yet despite their stony demeanour and unblinking eyes, Hestia and Flora radiated amusement. "It shall be done," the 6th year Slytherin mumbled, bowing deeply before scrambling away as if his arse was on fire. "Must you terrify him so much?" Hestia asked,…
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      9.False Pretenses9.False Pretenses

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestJon Stark Rhaenyra had decided to throw a feast to celebrate the 'resolution of that pesky misunderstanding'. Unfortunately, Jon couldn't decline the offer made before the whole court without insulting the Lady of Dragonstone. Alas, no matter how tempted he was to do it, his common sense prevailed in the end. And so, here he was in the Great Hall of Dragonstone, a terrible building in the shape of a dragon lying on its belly. Draconic motifs dominated the castle, down…
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      19.Damsels in Distress19.Damsels in Distress

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      by Gladiusx 22nd Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACMelisandre of Asshai The last moon had opened her eyes. Winterfell was akin to Storm's End; she could feel the old, forgotten spells woven into the bedrock below. They blocked light, shadow, and darkness in equal measure. And the air sang when Jon was crowned, the tune echoing deep into the ground below. From smoke and salt, he was reborn, waking more than he had been before. Tempered by the cold grasp of death and reforged fires of the funeral pyre, the…
    • by Gladiusx 9th Day of the 3rd Moon, 299 ACThe Lord Regent, King's Landing Last night had been a disaster, but Joffrey had lived. Everyone who wasn't deaf could hear his angry shrieks throughout the Red Keep. "I want them dead, all of them, DEAD!" They had been so close to defeat, so close, and at the hands of some angry gutter rats instead of Renly's blades or Mace Tyrell's schemes. Should Joffrey have perished last night, their cause would have been crushed. Without Tommen or Joffrey, Myrcella…
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      93.The Burden of Truth93.The Burden of Truth

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      by Gladiusx The middle of 300 ACSer Garlan Tyrell, Lys "Is it done?" Lynesse asked, her fingers softly tugging on her lyre, filling the air with a slow, sorrowful tune. Clad in flowing red and deep blue silks that were so transparent and tight that they left little of her sinful figure to the imagination, his aunt was a vision that would turn even a half-blind eunuch's head. Pale heart-shaped face adorned by two gleaming sapphires for eyes with pouty cherry-red lips and a little nose, framed by a curtain of…
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