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8.The Angler's Trial
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The dungeons of Dragonstone were far warmer than the ice cells of Castle Black, but it was merely a different sort of ordeal. The air here was hot and humid, heavy with sulphur. There was no light here, aside from a single ray coming through a finger-sized hole in the ceiling. Each cell was walled up with that impossibly smooth black rock for which Dragonstone was famous. Instead of a wall and a door, iron bars as thick as a man’s wrist separated each cell…-
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7.Of Pride and Pettiness
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest The Rogue Prince This was not how he expected his day to go, truth be told. Normally, Daemon would rejoice to have a break from the dull tedium of Dragonstone, but seeing his daughters return to the castle frightened and shaken three hours after they had given Ser Alfred Broome the slip made his blood boil. Getting the crux of the story out of his sobbing fifteen-year-old twins turned surprisingly difficult, considering each word out of their mouths was more…-
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6.The Fisherman's Wrath
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The sky was dotted by a veil of torn-up clouds as if heralding the bloody savageness that would take hold of the Seven Kingdoms soon. It certainly heralded Jon Snow’s impending predicament. Some days, it felt as if the gods themselves were mocking him. His desire for peace and solitude in this time, which was not his own, felt so strangely impossible, as if to spite his ambition to become a fisherman. This was not his fight. This…-
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5.The Wingless Maiden
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Rhaena Targaryen A storm was brewing. It was not going to be a storm of wind and rain and thunder, but one that would shake her life—she just knew it. Everything looked calm on the surface, but Rhaena knew better. The House of the Dragon was divided ever since she and her sister were born, and Rhaena felt things wouldn’t be resolved so simply, despite everyone’s reassurances to the contrary. Her father and stepmother, Princess Rhaenyra, were growing…-
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4.Vexations of a Fisherman
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow “A storm is brewing,” Aethan muttered the next morning. Nettles glanced at the cloudless sky outside and scoffed. “How would you know, old man?” “I can feel the ache in my knees.” His steward smiled ruefully. “The days are getting shorter, and fall shall soon arrive, and with it come the autumn storms from the Stepstones.” The next day was sunny, but as the old fisherman predicted, the weather turned stormy the next week.…-
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21.Of Fire and Dreams
130 AC The Riverlands If you asked Cregan Stark, he would say that the Riverlands were pleasantly warm, and even the sleet felt soft, especially the further south his host marched. They were approaching the Little Trident—the lesser three-pronged river that started from the western slopes of the Mountain of the Moon and merged into the Green Fork. Lord Stark studied what seemed to be the smallest dragon he had ever seen, blocking the path of his host. This didn’t mean much, considering this…-
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20.The Worth of a King
The Ironborn had run rampant along the Western shores for over a year. Fair Castle had fallen, Lannisport had been sacked, the Westerlands' fleet lay at the bottom of the Sunseat Sea, and even Kayce and Feastfires barely weathered the Ironmen’s swift raids. While the Hightower and Redwyne Fleets were mustering their might to repel the Ironmen and free Fair Isle, Prince Aemond had decided to address the root of the issue, thinking all other enemies cowed and bested. He rested at Banefort for one night…-
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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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