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      3.Ramblings of a Lackwit3.Ramblings of a Lackwit

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The world beneath the waves was the opposite of the bare hills of Dragonstone. The cold embrace of the water was soothing, and the underwater was illuminated by the dancing rays of sunlight streaming through the surface above. The rocky seabed was dotted by jagged spirals of black volcanic stone, veiled in forests of swaying kelp that fluttered like the green banners of long-forgotten kings. Eels weaved in between, their milky white eyes inspecting him…
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      29.The End of Summer29.The End of Summer

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Unlikely King  The Crownlands and the royal banners were quick to muster; they always were. Most of the strength had gathered outside King’s Landing, a force of eight thousand strong camping on the outskirts of the city. Over a third of those swords were sworn to the Iron Throne directly. The Narrow Sea Houses were not here, gathered instead at Dragonstone under the command of Lord Valarr Valeryon in a second host, half the strength of the one outside the city…
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      28.The Witch's Hounds28.The Witch’s Hounds

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess  Even a day later, the merchant who had tipped off Ser Denys had yet to be found. Rhaella suspected that such would never come to pass, and even if by some stroke of fortune the king’s men arrested him, he would not know a thing himself. That did not particularly surprise her. Perhaps the master of laws and the master of whispers were working fervently on the matter and had found more, but those things would not reach her ears.  On the…
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      27,Joining the Royal Court27.Joining the Royal Court

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Wandering Bastard Silver-gold hair that shone like molten silver in the torchlight, eyes of Valyrian purple, and a pale, delicate face that was ethereal, beautiful like no other. He had seen this eerie, almost inhuman charm only in the Others, and even their features slanted towards cold and sinister instead of beautiful. She did not announce her name, but she did not need to. The kingsguard addressed her with respect that even a lady of a great house would not…
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      26.Wings of Fate26.Wings of Fate

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess  The House of the Dragon was a wreck. Her cousin Maegor had been drowning himself in wine and Tyroshi brandy ever since that day, and she had only seen him once, as drunk as a man could ever be, swaying on the way to his quarters. For good or ill, her brother had remained in his room, still refusing to leave or see anyone. Would her grandfather truly wed another woman? Rhaella could not say if those words were spoken to pressure her in grief or were…
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      25.Epilogue-Dancing with Shadows25.Epilogue-Dancing with Shadows

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      by Gladiusx 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…
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      25.A Den of Vipers25.A Den of Vipers

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      by Gladiusx 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…
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      24.Interlude-A Master Marksman24.Interlude-A Master Marksman

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      by Gladiusx 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…
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      23.Coiling Sparks23.Coiling Sparks

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      by Gladiusx 259 AC, King’s Landing The Young Princess  Was this choice any choice at all? Could she ever stay in the Red Keep and watch dragons grow, without ever being allowed to claim one?  “Why are they caged, grandfather?” she asked instead. 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…
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      22.Ominous Awakening22.Ominous Awakening

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      by Gladiusx 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 is 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…
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