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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 before…- 185.7 K • Completed
- 26th Day of the 6th MoonJon Stark "The… princess is in good health," Wolkan said after leaving the new quarters assigned to Myrcella in the Great Keep. "The stress and the cold have taken a toll on her, especially while still recovering from such a heavy, bone-deep wound on her face." "Rickard, I want two loyal swords at her door at all times," Jon commanded coldly, leaving no room to doubt the seriousness of his order. "Once she's well enough to walk, inform Myrcella that her presence is demanded…
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- 30th of November, Sunday "Most impressive, Amy," Alfred huffed, though his voice had a tinge of concern. "Three days of sleep." Her brother showed up in her humble house soon after she awoke. "Could use one more," Amelia admitted as she sipped from her steaming-hot mug of coffee. "I thought… you'd be more upset." They were not sitting in the kitchen, sharing a spread of breakfast prepared by the old Mimsy. "Oh, believe me, I'm plenty upset. But it's just that the sleep was so good, and…
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- Eddard Stark16th Day of the 5th Moon Ned groaned tiredly and took a generous gulp from his cup of ale. Juggling Robert, the royal party, and his bannermen quickly became tiring. His lessons with Robb became far rarer and shorter, and Ned even managed to sneak a few sparring sessions in a private yard very early in the morn, relieving some of his tension. "I hope there are no more mishaps." "I'd hardly call a training yard spat a mishap," Howland chuckled. "Those happen all the time." "Both the…
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- ??? The Betrayed Lord Commander Longclaw stabbed at the ice, aiming for the chest of the Cold One. TING! A shrill sound tore through the air, as terrible as the wailing of a dying beast. Jon’s wrists rattled at the recoil, and he almost dropped his sword. Cracks spreading like a spiderweb had appeared where he had struck, but the ice was still whole. The snowy ice underneath was too slippery. With such uneasy footing, it was hard to exert his full strength. Yet he gritted his…
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- Year 129 After Aegon's Conquest A part of him wanted to deny it, but the scaly black dragon overhead convinced him far easier than any words ever could. Jon could feel it in his bones. Somehow, he was in the wrong time. Year 129 after Aegon's Conquest. Jon knew of the year–every man, woman, and child in the Seven Kingdoms knew of it, from the highest of lords to the poorest of paupers from the Wall all the way to Sunspear. They knew of it just as they knew the year the Conqueror folded the…
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- Robb Stark Something was wrong. Ever since Grey Wind howled a few minutes ago, he was whining restlessly and nudging at his feet. "Your new dog is going to deafen us, Stark," Theon groaned. "Mayhaps you should return it to the kennels for now?" "It's a direwolf, not a dog," Robb replied without bothering to hide his annoyance. "Mayhaps we should find you a squid to keep you busy?" "It's a kraken," his friend scowled, "and I'm plenty busy already." With his whores and flirting around with…
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- 24th of July, 1991 He had no idea how long he was staring at the dark ink. Privet Driver number six? Was his memory faulty? Or was this just another change? He remembered the Dursleys lived in Number Four Privet Drive, not Number Six. He sighed and rummaged through a small drawer in the corner to find a pen and a piece of paper. What would he even write? He knew Vernon would not spare even a penny for him to visit London. Without a wand, Harry Potter was utterly helpless. During the last year on…
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- 28th Day of the 2nd Moon, Year 303 After Aegon's Conquest Castle Black The air was so heavy and charged with magic that it pulsed, crackling with energy. A grand ritual of fire and blood, bound by magic and fate, swirled from the blazing pyre. Aemon, son of Maekar, left the world with a smile as if he knew a joke nobody else did. An old and wise man who declined kingship for duty. Even when his sight failed him, his wits remained sharp, and Aemon kept tending to the Night's Watch to the best of…
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- 130 ACBaela Targaryen The Chamber of the Painted Table saw a war council again, and now it was no longer as empty as a sept when the whores offered bargain nights. This time, even Baela was invited. The killing of the Usurper had won her the favour of many. Some hailed her as a kingslayer, though others whispered behind her back. "Kinslayer," they would murmur, but never to her face. Accursed was the kinslayer. Baela did not feel any different, though. Jon had said Aegon had perished…
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