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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 no different from a charred 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 quarters, still refusing to leave or see anyone. Would her grandfather truly wed another woman? Rhaella could not say whether those words were spoken…
    • 26.The Wolf and the Doe26.The Wolf and the Doe

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      by Gladiusx 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,…
    • 26.Of Shattered Delusions26.Of Shattered Delusions

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      by Gladiusx 7th of June 1992 Sunday Lucius Malfoy returned home feeling drained. It was just early morning, but wrangling with Albus Dumbledore on the back foot was never easy. His wife was awaiting him in the parlour, garbed in an elegant black velvet dress slashed with silver that brought out her ample chest. The table behind her had a hearty breakfast that made his mouth water. "How is it?" Narcissa asked, impassive, her eyes sliding over to his left sleeve. Lucius rubbed his robed forearm, where the…
    • 26.A Daring Step Forward26.A Daring Step Forward

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      by Gladiusx 6th Day of the 6th MoonJon Snow A sigh tore from his mouth as he stared at the varnished ebony poles that held the tent's ceiling. His sire's luxurious tent, then his father's and now his. The smell of last night's coupling still lingered in the air. Albeit somewhat awkward at the start, Val had been as wild as a shadowcat, and his back still ached from where her nails had dug into his flesh, but it wasn't painful enough to bother him. This was the second time he was 'stolen'. Truthfully, Val…
    • 25.The Flying Storm25.The Flying Storm

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      by Gladiusx 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…
    • 25.Stepping into the Unknown25.Stepping into the Unknown

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      by Gladiusx 2nd Day of the 6th MoonBenjen Stark, Castle Black Othor, Bannen, Ulmer, Ebben, and Thoren Smallwood. Five good rangers had died under his command. It was no fault of his own but a small mercy - it did not change the facts. At least their mission was a success, for all it could have been a terrible disaster. Eight days. It had taken the ranging party eight days to return to the Wall. As much as Benjen wanted to rush along, they were wounded, battered, and weary; it had been a miracle that they made…
    • 25.Explosive Consequences25.Explosive Consequences

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      by Gladiusx 1st of June 1992, Monday His nightmares continued. Once or twice a week, Harry would awaken in a cold sweat. Compared to his previous life, the dreams were painless and foggy, and he couldn't remember anything. Except for a pair of malevolent red eyes. Alas, asking Hermione or Dumbledore for help and advice was no longer an option. After consulting with Madam Pomfrey and sifting through the library, he concluded it was just regular nightmares. Even his attempts to clear his mind before sleep with…
    • 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…
    • 25.A Den of Vipers25.A Den of Vipers

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      by Gladiusx 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 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…
    • 24.Writhing Shadows24.Writhing Shadows

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      by Gladiusx 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…
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