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16.No Small Treason
Middle of 130 AC Jon Stark An arrow whistled over his shoulder, sinking into the aventail of the Farring knight as if it were made of straw. Sadly, Jon had no time to admire the frightening power of a dragonbone bow, as he was already charging into the enemy. One last leap through the snow saw Jon before Ser Marston Waters. Skyfall was already cleaving at the man’s neck, but he confidently raised his shield. The knight was good, the round shield boss met the blade at a tricky angle,…-
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15.Treason
“The whore on Dragonstone is not the threat. No more than Rowan and those traitors in the Reach. The danger is my uncle. Once Daemon is dead, all those fools flying our sister’s banners will run back to their castles and trouble us no more.” -Aemond Targaryen The Greens gained momentum after the Sacking of Tumbleton. It was said that Maelor’s brutal death had awoken a terrible anger in the young Prince Daeron, for he had ordered the inhabitants of the market town put to the sword—even…-
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14.Resisting Temptations
130 AC Jon Stark He awoke, feeling weak and stiff—more stiff than weak. His eyelids were as heavy as lead, but he pushed them open, only to be greeted by a familiar ceiling and darkness. But the darkness did not hamper his vision at all, for he could see every detail of the rafters above, down to the cobwebs in the corner and the spider slumbering at its centre. It was not the weirdest thing that had happened to him, so he just shrugged and accepted it. His hand was already reaching for Skyfall,…-
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Rhaena Targaryen Surprisingly, Ser Alfred Broome had convinced the angry crowd that sheer numbers would not make a difference and had only requested those good with a sling, harpoon, or bow to join him, totalling a dozen men. The mutinous Pyne and Cave squires were barred from joining. The Broome knight’s stern face remained unmoved as he said, “Your parents entrusted me with your safety, and I shall not allow you to follow me into a dragon’s lair on the…
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12.Big Game Hunter
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Stark Returning without any fish, all solemn, had not evaded his household’s attention. “Where are you going, m’lord?” Aethan asked, cautiously eyeing him as Jon regarded his collection of Velaryon armaments that had remained untouched since it was stored in one of the cellars next to the kitchen. “Usually, you fish until much later.” “I do, but I was rudely interrupted. Now, I am going for a hunt,” Jon said, picking one of the spears…-
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11.Throwing Stars
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Winterfell A throne could not have two kings, just like a castle could not have two lords, Cregan Stark knew. Yet there were two claimants to the Iron Throne now, both with crowns placed atop their heads and dragons under their command, and thus the Seven Kingdoms were at war. The Starks knew the folly of raising a host to fight dragons, for those who did would often get consumed by the flames. Harren the Black had perished in his stone stronghold, melted…-
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10.Interlude-Of Cheese and Games
Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Stark Purchasing pasture rights and even a chunk of the rocky coast as his fishing spot was surprisingly cheap and easy. Things were going smoothly. Too smoothly. Even the draconic presence in his mind was subdued. From what little Jon could gather without prodding, Vermithor was content to spend most of his days slumbering, quite pleased after decimating Rhaenyra’s herds of cattle. In moments such as these, it was very easy to forget how he had tangled…-
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1.Prologue
Year 2319. The Ruins of London. The once great city of London had been reduced to ruin. Building grasping for the sky had been shattered as if a giant hammer had smashed them. Whole districts had been flattened, and only craters filled with noxious fumes remained of the flats and houses that dotted the city's neighbourhoods. The city had become one giant graveyard. It was as quiet as a grave, too. A cloaked figure sat in reminiscence atop a pile of rubble, looking more like a statue than a living…-
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