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      92.Time Flies92.Time Flies

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      by Gladiusx 20th Day of the 12th Moon, 299 AC (13 Days Later)The Onion Knight, King's Landing There was a risk to every endeavour. Every man who had lived on the edge of the law knew this–Davos more so than most. Smuggling was, in essence, the art of measuring and taking risks. Big risk oft was fortuitous upon success but rarely bereft of consequence. He would know. A knighthood and rising from the muck of Fleabottom–in exchange for a ship full of salt and onions and the fingertips on his left hand. The risk…
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      91.Valonqar91.Valonqar

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      by Gladiusx 12th Day of the 11th Moon, 299 AC (3 days later)Tyrion Lannister, Tyrosh "Should we join Aegon, m'lord?" Lothor Brune inquired as Tyrion gazed upon the city of Tyrosh from one of the sprawling terraces of the Archon's palace. It had been a difficult three moons, but the marks of war had been mostly erased, and the sprawling streets were flush with former slaves going about their way. "Ah yes, join a Pretender who looks more and more like a Blackfyre by the day against my own family with an army I…
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      90.No Joy in Command90.No Joy in Command

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      by Gladiusx 25th Day of the 10th Moon, 299 AC (5 days later)Arianne Martell, the Stormlands Every king needed an heir, a strong son. Aegon was no exception, and as a queen, Arianne had to birth one for him. Only, it was proving to be quite the challenge. It wasn't Aegon's endearing inexperience that was the problem. Her husband was a quick learner, and guiding him into discovering the joys of lovemaking was more than pleasurable. Neither he nor Arianne lacked enthusiasm. Nor was time the issue either. After that…
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      9.The Ghost of Winterfell9.The Ghost of Winterfell

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      by Gladiusx 4th Day of the 4th Moon, 303 ACThe BarrowlandsThe Blackfish Severed head strapped to his saddle, Brynden finally arrived at the village of Greybrook, just near the small river. It couldn't even be called a small village as much as a pitiful gathering of a few drab-looking houses of mud bricks, undressed logs, and a dilapidated stone mill by the stream. The settlement even lacked a bailiff; only a reeve passed once a year to gather the tithe. Yet it was all for the better, for without a ruling lord,…
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      9.The First Day9.The First Day

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      by Gladiusx 2nd of September Everything was soft and cosy in just the right way, making Diana feel like she was in heaven. "Hey, Taylor, wake up," a small but annoying voice grated in her ears. "Go 'way," she groaned. "le'me sleep." "Clearwater said we have to be up and ready in fifteen so she can take us down to the Great Hall for breakfast." Who the bloody hell was Clearwater again? Diana blearily cracked an eye open, only to see an Indian girl in black robes looking at her expectantly. Wait,…
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      9.The Final Gift9.The Final Gift

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      by Gladiusx 18th Day of the 4th MoonSomewhere in the Northern MountainsJon Snow As the sun crawled towards the western horizon, a grey owl hooted from the nearby pines. This part of the mountains had grown wild, and there was scarcely a trace of human activity; the roads had all narrowed and were covered in bushes and weeds. The fertile parts of the gift had long grown fallow, and the forests had slowly begun to reclaim them. The part with the northern mountains reminded Jon of the Haunted Forest, albeit more…
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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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      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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      89.Mending Bridges89.Mending Bridges

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      by Gladiusx 18th Day of the 10th Moon, 299 ACCatelyn Stark Praying at the Sept no longer brought her comfort. Gone were the smell of incense and songs of soft prayer, and the bright-coloured windows were now dull. The small sept was no longer used as a shed now that the siege had ended, but Septon Chayle, Septa Mordane, and their novices had yet to return. Catelyn didn't know if they ever would, for neither war nor the cold was merciful. Once again, she was alone here, for nobody else in Winterfell was a devout…
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      88.Winter has Come88.Winter has Come

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      by Gladiusx The End of AutumnSansa Stark, Winterfell Sansa wept when Bran died. She cried when they said her father had perished in the Narrow Sea and that her eldest brother was poisoned, his fate in the hands of the Stranger. Even when word arrived that her father still lived and that Robb survived, the feeling of sorrow and loss lingered. So, Sansa had promised herself she would cry no more because it solved nothing. She didn't cry when Winterfell was besieged. No tears were shed when a third of the Godswood…
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