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14th Day of the 6th MoonRobert Baratheon, somewhere in the North It was dark still, though the barest hint of reddish orange glimmered on the eastern horizon, soon to herald the arrival of the morn. Yet there was not a hint of sleepiness within Robert, and he felt his body brimming with vigour despite the early wake. He stood atop his black destrier, Storm, as the chilling gales battered his face; a hooded fur-lined cloak protected his back and neck well enough. The North was a hardy place, old and…-
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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…
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9th Day of the 8th MoonJaime Lannister "One more," his words were met with Joffrey's annoyed half-glare, half-groan. "Or we can do drills instead?" The crown prince, clad in padded training armour, threw him a petulant glare, "Why must I do this, uncle?" It wasn't a new question; his son had asked him this many a time. But when had he ever been a father to the boy? Did he even want to be one? "A man must know how to fight, let alone a prince." The answer had always been the…
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1st of September Harry's shirt was soaked, beads of sweat ran down his brow, and if someone looked at him, they would have thought that he had swum with his clothes on. His mouth stayed shut, the yew wand in his hand swished and flicked, and he tried to push all his intent and focus into levitating the book before him. It did not work. He tried again and again until he was gasping for breath as if he had run a marathon. In all honesty, it was not far off since he had gone for a long and exhausting…-
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Jarod Snow Despite doing it a thousand times, stringing his horn and yew bow suddenly became a very arduous task for his shaking hands. After many northern winters, Jarod thought he knew cold. He was wrong. The frigid air became heavy, oppressive, and almost painful to breathe. Not even amid the worst winter had he felt such a dire chill. Even he, a veteran of many a battle, felt his stomach turn into knots like a green summer boy. The two hounds on watch, Maude and Helicent, slunk fearfully into…
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7th Day of the 5th MoonRobert Baratheon This was the life he had always been missing. Ned by his side, enjoying everything the kingdoms had to offer together! Well, almost everything - his friend seemed to take his marriage vows quite seriously now; Robert would have thought him made out of stone if Eddard hadn't sired a bastard all those years ago. Ah, his Ned was lucky: Catelyn had a heart of gold to accept another woman's child under her roof; Robert still remembered how Cersei subtly threatened to…
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13th of September, Friday Being back at Hogwarts and studying was odd but not unwelcome. Harry kept up his usual routine but couldn't help but notice that he could regain his magic quicker here than at Diagon Alley, thus somehow accelerating his training. He was confident that in a month or three, he would have enough control to cast most of the third-year spells without fail. As the weeks passed, he remembered the slain students and the stench of death less and less, as if Hogwarts itself forced the…
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Time ticked by as he enjoyed his ice cream and carefully listened to his Transfiguration professor. His gaze wandered to the street, searching for young, familiar faces. He recognised quite a few, but there were plenty of unfamiliar ones. That didn't mean much, though. Beyond those of his year, the Quidditch teams, and the DA, Harry barely knew other Hogwarts students. "Your father and his friends gave me a lot of my grey hairs," Minerva said with a drawn-out sigh as she finished the last of her…
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Ned Stark After three gloomy days of grief and mourning, the news that Jon was waking was like a ray of sunlight tearing through the stormy sky. When he lost his father and brother, he had to deal with that loss alone, and even then, there was not much time for grief, as he had to fight for his life and his vengeance. Now, there was no war to fight to distract him, and his family was far bigger. The last three days had been dark and gloomy, and everything felt... empty after Bran's funeral. Catelyn…
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9th Day of the 9th MoonThe Lord of Storm's End Renly could not remember the last time Robert had called for an emergency small council meeting. It must have been a pretty dire reason if his royal brother managed to turn away his attention from his wine and whores. Surprisingly, Baelish was absent. Renly could not remember Littlefinger missing a single meeting since joining the council. A glance told him the rest of the councillors were as clueless as he was. At least his preparations for the tourney…
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