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      70.Shadow of War70.Shadow of War

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      by Gladiusx 12th of November, 1994 Saturday (4 days later) Mr Malfoy Lucius slumped onto the sofa, feeling completely drained, exhaustion seeping all the way into his marrow. The last few months’ tension was a near-constant ache between his temples, hard to dispel, and had wrung his mind dry.  Just as he was drained, so was the Malfoy family. His own freedom—and that of his children and future grandchildren—was bargained away for a Wizengamot seat, the long-cherished Malfoy dream. That was no great…
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      40.The Bog Devil40.The Bog Devil

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      by Gladiusx 5th Day of the 9th Moon, 298ACThe Kingslayer Being a member of the kingsguard could be quite dull at times, following around the king while he went about his day or standing guard in front of doors, where the most exciting thing was the wall in front of you or the sounds of Robert fucking another whore. The nights on guard duty were the worst, where even staying awake was a problem. Of course, apart from the occasional moments when Cersei pulled him into her chambers for a quick tumble. But such…
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      51.The Sword in the Darkness51.The Sword in the Darkness

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      by Gladiusx 4th Day of the 12th MoonThe First Ranger, Outside the Wall Benjen had hoped otherwise, but his nephew and Maester Aemon were proven right - the wights were real, and the brothers liked it little. Regardless, they sallied out, prepared to fight them and relieve the fort. They had to abandon their steeds; none of the horses wanted to get close to the tide of wights drowning the wooden fort. The hounds were much the same. Fighting in the night was messy. The lights of the torches and fires blurred…
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      13.That Damned Mutt13.That Damned Mutt

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      by Gladiusx 2nd Day of the 5th Moon Davos Seaworth, the Isle of Driftmark Stannis had taken his sweet time to come to a decision, and more than a moon later, they were finally here. “Driftmark is yours, my lord,” Monford Velaryon bowed deeply. The Lord of the Tides was a handsome, tall man garbed in green silk with fair hair and purple eyes. There was no woman next to him, and if Davos remembered correctly, his wife had died after a bad miscarriage a handful of years ago. According to the rumours he…
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      24.A Bitter Truth24.A Bitter Truth

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      by Gladiusx 28th Day of the 5th MoonLord Beron Dustin He stretched lazily and groaned. Most of his joints were still stiff, his body was heavy, and his head was pulsing. The guest quarters in the Guest House weren't the most luxurious, but the feathered beds were good enough. No, the feeling of stiffness was from the feast. Ah, that glorious feast, a perfect wedding if he had seen one! Ale had flowed like a river, and Beron feasted his eyes and hungry belly upon the generous courses. At least he still…
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      26.Of Shattered Delusions26.Of Shattered Delusions

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      by Gladiusx 7th of June 1992 Sunday Lucius Malfoy returned home feeling drained. It was just early morning, but wrangling with Albus Dumbledore on the back foot was never easy. His wife was awaiting him in the parlour, garbed in an elegant black velvet dress slashed with silver that brought out her ample chest. The table behind her had a hearty breakfast that made his mouth water. "How is it?" Narcissa asked, impassive, her eyes sliding over to his left sleeve. Lucius rubbed his robed forearm, where the…
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      11.Reunion11.Reunion

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      by Gladiusx ?, ElsewhereFissures covered the rune-covered stone. A little more, only a little more, it would shatter, leaving a final shackle behind. The raven's death had loosened her fetters further, and there was no longer a powerful green one hiding in the roots and trying to strengthen the shackles and block her sons. She could almost taste the freedom and the revenge.Yet once more, the air rippled, change felt even through Brandon's Wall.Someone… someone was wielding fire and blood, and she could feel it even…
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      53.Death Knell53.Death Knell

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      by Gladiusx 1st Day of the 13th MoonJaime Lannister, King's Landing Mustering the Crownlands had turned out far harder than Jaime had expected. He had to visit many lords in person, and even then, most were not eager for war and only gathered the bare minimum of knights and men at arms. The Clawmen had yet to answer any ravens, and half of the envoys sent to them had yet to return. Yet even this couldn't take his mind off his woes. The things he did for love… His father had disowned him—not publicly,…
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      85.Of Flesh and Schemes85.Of Flesh and Schemes

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      by Gladiusx 4th Day of the 9th Moon, 299 ACLord Redwyne, outside Winterfell "It is clear that the Northmen won't give us battle." Paxter began with far more calm than he felt. "Umber and his nine thousand men are fifteen miles from here, content on skirmishes and minor clashes with Clegane and the Faith Militant, but they still prevent our foraging parties from venturing northward. We should turn back–take Castle Cerwyn, at least. The longer we stay here, the more men we bleed. Snow might not yet come for another…
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      3. Addled Wits and Weary Minds3. Addled Wits and Weary Minds

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      by Gladiusx Ned Stark After three gloomy days of grief and mourning, the news that Jon was waking was like a ray of sunlight tearing through the stormy sky. When he lost his father and brother, he had to deal with that loss alone, and even then, there was not much time for grief, as he had to fight for his life and his vengeance. Now, there was no war to fight to distract him, and his family was far bigger. The last three days had been dark and gloomy, and everything felt... empty after Bran's funeral. Catelyn…
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