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26.The Wolf and the Doe
4th Day of the 8th Moon, 303 AC Jon Stark His connection to Stormstrider had snapped, like a taut string cut clean by a sword. It was gone, but its echo lingered like the phantom feeling left after one lost a limb. He didn't even need to reach his senses out to know that Shireen had bonded with the purple drake. Jon suspected this could happen, but to see a bloodline link just steal his dragon before him was sobering. Judging by Stormstrider's defiant snarl when he reached out with his mind,…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
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25.The Flying Storm
28th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC Cersei Lannister, Casterly Rock None wept when word arrived of the Ironmen's devastating defeat at Oldtown. It was said that the bells rang out in triumph and the taverns overflowed with drunken merriment, though half the city lay charred and blackened. Even in Lannisport, wine flowed like a river in celebration. Yet the treacherous Reach was weaker for it, and that gladdened Cersei's heart the most. 'Let the fools bleed each other dry,' she…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
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25.Epilogue-Dancing with Shadows
The exact origin of King Jon Stark is greatly disputed, but most scholars agree that he is King Viserys’s son. Some claim he’s a dragonseed left by Jaehaerys in his royal progressions in the North, but they offer little proof. Nothing is known about King Jon’s childhood or dwelling, and the first record of him is in Ashcove, in the final months of his father’s reign. Even the King has never spoken of his family, aside from the name of his mother, Lyanna, once mentioned in the trial of…- 185.8 K • Completed
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25.A Den of Vipers
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 impatient. “Patience is a virtue,” Daeron chided, as he petted his donkey without a care in the world. Tormund scowled, and while he ceased his complaints, he dismounted and kept shuffling, quite unable to…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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24.Writhing Shadows
24th Day of the 7th Moon, 303 AC The Mad Maid, Oldtown The looming oily darkness pressed into her dreams and seeped into the recesses of her mind, and Malora Hightower awoke in a bed of cold sweat with a silent scream on her lips. Her heart was racing, and her thin limbs felt sorer than usual. Her heart hammered against her ribs, and it would not calm. Breathe in. Breathe out. Many called her the Witch of Hightower or the Mad Maid. They were not wrong. She was born with a rare talent unseen for…- 401.2 K • Ongoing
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24.Interlude-A Master Marksman
259 AC, The Trident The Wandering Bastard “Greetings. I am Jon Snow of the North.” He motioned towards Tormund, who obediently remained silent. “And this is my squire.” It was not a lie, but it was far from the whole truth. But the truth would do him no good and beggar belief. Jon had contemplated offering up a lie, building up some ambiguous background of a noble scion from a decaying but prestigious house, but had quickly thought the better of it. After all, he had already introduced…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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23.Coiling Sparks
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess “Why are they caged, grandfather?” Aegon’s face darkened. “There were six hatchlings at first. The sixth drakeling was a small, misshapen thing with its wings feeble and undeveloped. Its clutchmates pounced on it before I could even move, tearing it apart in moments. They have been viciously snapping at each other since, forcing my hand.” Rhaella reeled. As if to confirm his words, the hatchlings kept growling and hissing…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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22.Ominous Awakening
259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess Dim light slipped through the curtains, the sort that comes when it's still day outside, but the sky was cloudy. The waking world was not much better than the dream. Her limbs had thinned and were now heavy and slow to obey, though her mind was surprisingly clear. Something had also changed in the air, but it was too subtle for Rhaella to pinpoint. Moments after she stirred awake, Pycelle swept into the room, fussing over her and muttering…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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21.Ethereal Pursuits
259 AC, the Riverlands The Wandering Bastard It took time for a lord to find out when riders sent to patrol ‘disappeared’. If the lord’s lands were vast enough, some patrols could ride around for days, even weeks, before returning. It was far more likely that a passing traveller, vagrant or some merchant would find the corpses and bring word of it to the nearest holdfast. From there, they would send a raven to the lord if they had one, and a rider to bring the word if they…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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20.From the Ashes
259 AC, The Riverlands The Wandering Bastard Daeron had fallen unconscious after they had fished him out of the deep well, the man too thin and sickly from his quite lengthy stay in the well. Tormund had proposed leaving him by the road and moving on, but Jon felt that since they had taken him out, they ought to at least make sure he wouldn’t die right away. And the man was thin enough to count all of his ribs, and if he were left here, he’d probably be too weak to get up and die…- 202.5 K • Ongoing
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