Chapters
Edited by: Bub3loka130 ACJon Stark He awoke, feeling weak and stiff—more stiff than weak. His eyelids were as heavy as lead, but he pushed them open, only to be greeted by a familiar ceiling and darkness. But the darkness did not hamper his vision at all, for he could see every detail of the rafters above. It was not the weirdest thing that had happened to Jon, so he just shrugged and accepted it. His hand was already reaching for Skyfall, finding the sword sheathed beside his bed. It brought him…- 185.7 K • Completed
- 2nd Day of the 5th MoonRobert Baratheon, the First of his Name The king awoke, and his throbbing head made him scowl. He couldn't help but feel old - ten years ago, he could spend three days feasting, drinking, and wenching and feel as spry as a stag in the morn, yet now only a single night had lain him low. His feather bed was already empty; the wench from last night had been sent out of his quarters as soon as he had finished. Five years ago, he could have bedded three at the same time for thrice…
- 671.1 K • Completed
- 1st Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACMaege Mormont Breaking the siege of Ironrath had been a bloody fight, even though they took the Whitehills by surprise. Having the woodland clans that knew the entire wolfswood was an advantage that Lord Whitehill couldn't match, but he still had the numbers and bled them hard. Now, Maege and Lord Galbart Glover rode fast to Jon Snow's host, leaving the foot behind. Seventy riders were all they could muster, and a third of those were mounted spearmen who had never…
- 204.0 K • Ongoing
- Davos Seaworth Dragonstone Despite Maester Cressen's fears, Stannis had finally awoken three days ago. They still had no idea what had started the fire, the claw knight had grown highly paranoid, and the fortress's defences had been tightened to the extreme. Not even a rat could enter without the knowledge of the master-at-arms. Worse, the Lord of Dragonstone was in great pain, and his throat couldn't produce anything beyond raspy coughs or pained wheezes. And thus, he was still stuck here, unable…
- 671.1 K • Completed
- 259 AC, The Red Keep The Young Princess “Are you certain you wish to do this?” Whitedream’s face was twisted into a heavy frown. “There are easier ways, my young apprentice.” “Leaving the Red Keep is not an option,” she said. “Not for me, and not now.” The quiet stretched as Rhaella studied her mentor’s still face. It gave away nothing, as Whitedream had the uncanny skill just to sit still without moving a muscle for hours, but his eyes betrayed him. They had turned a…
- 90.9 K • Ongoing
- 17th of October, Thursday His lungs burned with each breath as he moved his weary limbs, which felt stiff and heavy as if made of lead. While Harry jogged every morning, he only pushed himself to the limit every second day, and it was never easy. It was still dark, with only the barest hint of light peeking from the eastern horizon. Harry didn't have to light his way since the sky was unblemished by any clouds, and the stars shined brightly, softly illuminating the grass-covered ground below and…
- 412.5 K • Ongoing
- Year 129 After Aegon's ConquestRhaena Targaryen Surprisingly, Ser Alfred Broome had convinced the angry crowd that sheer numbers would not make a difference and had only requested those good with a sling, harpoon, or bow to join him, totalling a dozen men. The mutinous Pyne and Cave squires were barred from joining. "Your parents entrusted me with your safety, and I shall not allow you to follow me into a dragon's lair on the first day." The two stayed behind with much grumbling, overeager for…
- 185.7 K • Completed
- 1st Day of the 6th Moon, 303 ACSansa Stark, The fields outside Winterfell With the armies taking the field, Sansa found herself unable to remain idle in the encampment. Today was the culmination of months of plotting and planning, countless sleepless nights of unease. Today, House Stark would rise again to its rightful place or perish. If Jon lost… Sansa would follow him in death. Steeling herself, she marched to the makeshift stable where her mare rested. She saw two familiar faces there,…
- 204.0 K • Ongoing
- 12th of October, Saturday Albus Dumbledore was old; he knew that. But nothing made the weight of the years fall atop his shoulders like trouble. Young children often had a penchant for mischief and could be cruel, so very cruel, more than adults. The wounds of his pupil's war still festered so many years after and made him feel helpless. Another notch on his ever-lengthening string of follies and failures. 'They are nought but bugs under your feet! Crush them all!' The whisper was…
- 412.5 K • Ongoing
- 1st Day of the 5th Moon, WinterfellRobert Baratheon Finally, his royal children were presented, the introductions concluded, and condolences given. "Take me down to your crypt, Ned. I would pay my respects." "We've been riding since dawn; the children are tired and cold and can use some rest and refreshment. Surely the dead can wait?" Cersei asked neutrally, but Robert could tell she was feeling annoyed. He looked at her, then meaningfully at her brother, and thankfully the Kingslayer led her…
- 671.1 K • Completed
- Previous 1 … 20 21 22 23 Next
