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39.Tickling the Dragon
18th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The Light of the West, Casterly Rock "Lady Regent," came the reedy voice of a boy barely old enough to hold a sword, let alone summon her to anything of import. "The Small Council has convened. The Lord Hand asks if you mean to attend." Cersei turned her gaze upon him slowly, not hiding her distaste. It was a Lannister—or so they said. One of the lesser sorts. Tyland? Or was it Tylon? It hardly mattered. Another distant cousin from an endless line of distant…-
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39.Dancing on the Precipice
Late 259 AC, The Red Keep The Unlikely King “Why are you all so silent now?” he demanded as all of his councillors shrank into their chairs. Three days had passed since word of the terrible defeat at Greenstone had reached the city. And just this morning, a raven had arrived from Estermont, bringing dark words. A traitor had opened the postern gate, allowing the Essosi into the castle, and the fall of Greenstone was a matter of time. Perhaps it had already fallen by the time Aegon laid…-
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38.Remembrance
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 My uncle once told me that reputation, no matter how resounding or reliable, is never ironclad, and the young and foolish me did not believe him. Today, I was proven wrong. A kindly-looking man was invited to the meeting by a dark-faced Veasyr Valaeno. “Respected Magisters,” the…-
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37.Salt and Steel
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, GOT, or ASOIAF. Would have finished the last two properly if I had.Edited by Bub3loka 14th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The Kraken's Daughter, Nagga's Hill Asha shifted her weight, and pain flared like fire up her right ankle. Her left leg had gone numb from standing too long, but the other was worse, smashed during the storm that sank most of her fleet and broke her pride in half. She clenched her jaw to tide her through the pain and leaned on her cane, breathing…-
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37. At the Point of a Sword
259 AC, King’s Landing The Scarred Maiden “Did you hear? Weeping Town has been sacked!” “Weeping Town? How’d that even get attacked? Isn’t that over in the Reach?” “It’s in the Stormlands, Marge, south of the Rainwood and facing the Sea of Dorne.” Branda perked up as she wolfed down the last of her venison pie, listening closer to the talk in the kitchens. Hearsay in the kitchen was faster than most—Anne the Stewmistress was the wife of Hayford’s captain of the guard…-
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36.White Winds
13th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The King in the North, somewhere around the Neck. Even when pooling his mind and magic with Winter, Jon could feel the connection with Ghost and Bloodfyre fray as he flew southward. The bond still held, but it was like an old cobweb, stretched so thin that his mind struggled to pass through. In another hundred miles, he would no longer even feel their presence. Riding a dragon for days was a different affair from doing a short jaunt around Winterfell's hills.…-
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36. Bared Fangs
The captains of the gates all have developed the same distasteful habit of closing their eyes when a purse finds its way into their hands, regardless of the items smuggled into the city, whether openly or not. If the purse is heavy enough, they might even help instead. Even these old, seasoned knights like the Ser Banon Longwaters do the same, though the purse must be twice as hefty to close their eyes. Aside from that, not one of them seems to harbour any disloyalty towards the Iron Throne or the House of…-
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35.Tides of Darkness
With the arrival of the royal fleet commanded by Lord Donnel Darry and Ser Roland Darklyn of the Kingsguard on Greenstone, the Band of the Nine and their four fleets found themselves pincered. Maelys Blackfyre was now facing the royal forces from the north, and the constant raids of the Iron Fleet led by Quellon Greyjoy, the Lord Reaper of Pyke, with Plankytown as their base. For a moment, the war reached a stalemate. The Iron Throne had a smaller fleet, but a larger share of it was warships…-
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35.Mounting Frustration
12th of September, Saturday, 1992 (6 days later) Divination Teacher's office Harry Phoenixes are solitary creatures, and only a scant few seem to tolerate the company of select wizards. While extraordinary in many ways, their unnatural strength and unmatched affinity for fire are often overlooked or ignored in favour of their nearly miraculous tears. Phoenix tears are an extraordinary ingredient, more potent than the finest potions in their raw form. As with spells, they hold power because of…-
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35.Winter is Here
17th Day of the 10th Moon, 303 AC Myrcella Baratheon Wary servants moved like scared rabbits, their feet uncertain, their eyes ever glancing upward, as though the very sky might crack open and rain fire upon them. The lords and ladies were little better, their grim faces joyless, and their earlier confidence shattered. A chill that had nothing to do with the cold had settled over Winterfell. Myrcella saw it plainly. It was not snow that drove folk away from the courtyards, nor the shortening…-
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