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Epilogue-A Fruitful Journey
When word spread through the North that the Good Queen's dear cousin, Edric Storm, was in need of swords and good men to wield them, many greybeards, second and third sons, both noble and common, flocked to his banner. In addition to the overly generous northern 'gift' of arms and armour, Edric Storm's forces quickly swelled. Within three moons, it was estimated that three thousand Northern warriors landed in Duskendale, swiftly joining Edric's men who had just defeated a small host. The war for the…-
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Epilogue-From the Ashes
By 309 AC, nobody had seen the corsairs of the Basilisk Isles for nearly five years. None of the ships sent to investigate had returned either, and rumours from the East claimed the waterways of Asshai had become impassable… -Unnamed Lyseni Chronicler Late 308 AC, Winterfell Jon Stark Stormclouds blotted out the sky, and just as he predicted, it soon came. The distant clap of thunder echoed from the open shutter, and Jon Stark felt his body and magic tingle. It was time. With a…-
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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…-
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While Wyman Manderly was said to be the King's right hand, the Queen would be his left. It was as rare as it was unexpected for a monarch to entrust his wife with any of the duties of ruling, let alone the fierce warrior known as the Demon of Winterfell. Yet despite the naysayers, this daring move paid off. Shireen Stark was just and fair like her father before. But unlike Stannis, she made many a friend and was beloved by smallfolk and nobles of the…
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Epilogue-Of Sorrow and Joy
With the advent of the fourth century after Aegon's Conquest, men started moulding magic and metal once more. But unlike the elusive practices of the Freehold, where the guilds of spell-weavers and smiths worked together, this undertaking was started by a single man—Jon Stark the Third of His Name, the Lord of the North and King of Winter. While many decry him for his vile sorcery, cruel deeds and unnatural strength, I find his foray into metalworking far more interesting a topic. Even the greatest…-
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Epilogue-Return of Spring
The winter that began at the tail end of the Year 303 After Aegon's Conquest was the coldest in recorded history. It was said that even in Dorne, stone would crack open from the fierce chill. The cruel cold lasted two and a half years, with only three to four warm moons of respite a year. The snow in the Riverlands has been said to reach thirty feet tall, collapsing the roofs over the heads of many of the surviving smallfolk who had yet to flee further south. From Starfall to Sunspear, the world was…-
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48.Aftermath
None of the Lords in Aegon's army survived the Second Field of Fire, and only the fortunate men-at-arms and knights at the outer encampment managed to flee into the snowy hills. None could say how many of them survived the harsh onset of winter long enough to return home. According to the local scribes, Dorne sent fifteen thousand spears to aid Aegon, and a few hundred barely managed to return, half frozen and nearly starved to death. While some witnesses argued that the King of Winter used fire sorcery…-
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71.No Going Back
19th of November 1994 Saturday (6 days later) Juno The intent to battle was so thick she could almost taste it. Her gaze roamed about the Chamber, and she gave a slight nod. Spellfire fluttered across its length, illuminating everything in myriad colours as the club members duelled with fervour. The air was thick with the whistling of magic and the students’ laboured breathing. But there were no incantations. Even their youngest members could now fight silently, each spell coming out smooth and…-
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26.Wings of Fate
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess The House of the Dragon was no different from a charred 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 quarters, still refusing to leave or see anyone. Would her grandfather truly wed another woman? Rhaella could not say whether those words were spoken…-
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25.A Den of Vipers
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 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…-
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