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“The whore on Dragonstone is not the threat. No more than Rowan and those traitors in the Reach. The danger is my uncle. Once Daemon is dead, all those fools flying our sister’s banners will run back to their castles and trouble us no more.” -Aemond Targaryen The Greens gained momentum after the Sacking of Tumbleton. It was said that Maelor’s brutal death had awoken a terrible anger in the young Prince Daeron, for he had ordered the inhabitants of the market town put to the sword—even…-
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130 AC Jon 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, down to the cobwebs in the corner and the spider slumbering at its centre. It was not the weirdest thing that had happened to him, so he just shrugged and accepted it. His hand was already reaching for Skyfall,…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Rhaena 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. The Broome knight’s stern face remained unmoved as he said, “Your parents entrusted me with your safety, and I shall not allow you to follow me into a dragon’s lair on the…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Stark Returning without any fish, all solemn, had not evaded his household’s attention. “Where are you going, m’lord?” Aethan asked, cautiously eyeing him as Jon regarded his collection of Velaryon armaments that had remained untouched since it was stored in one of the cellars next to the kitchen. “Usually, you fish until much later.” “I do, but I was rudely interrupted. Now, I am going for a hunt,” Jon said, picking one of the spears…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Winterfell A throne could not have two kings, just like a castle could not have two lords, Cregan Stark knew. Yet there were two claimants to the Iron Throne now, both with crowns placed atop their heads and dragons under their command, and thus the Seven Kingdoms were at war. The Starks knew the folly of raising a host to fight dragons, for those who did would often get consumed by the flames. Harren the Black had perished in his stone stronghold, melted…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Stark Purchasing pasture rights and even a chunk of the rocky coast as his fishing spot was surprisingly cheap and easy. Things were going smoothly. Too smoothly. Even the draconic presence in his mind was subdued. From what little Jon could gather without prodding, Vermithor was content to spend most of his days slumbering, quite pleased after decimating Rhaenyra’s herds of cattle. In moments such as these, it was very easy to forget how he had tangled…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Stark Rhaenyra had decided to throw a feast to celebrate the ‘resolution of that pesky misunderstanding’. Unfortunately, Jon couldn’t decline the offer made before the whole court without insulting the Lady of Dragonstone. This would be a personal slight, rather than the previous clash of interests. Alas, no matter how tempted he was to do it, his common sense prevailed in the end. And so, here he was in the Great Hall of Dragonstone, an ungainly-looking…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The dungeons of Dragonstone were far warmer than the ice cells of Castle Black, but it was merely a different sort of ordeal. The air here was hot and humid, heavy with sulphur. There was no light here, aside from a single ray coming through a finger-sized hole in the ceiling. Each cell was walled up with that impossibly smooth black rock for which Dragonstone was famous. Instead of a wall and a door, iron bars as thick as a man’s wrist separated each cell…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest The Rogue Prince This was not how he expected his day to go, truth be told. Normally, Daemon would rejoice to have a break from the dull tedium of Dragonstone, but seeing his daughters return to the castle frightened and shaken three hours after they had given Ser Alfred Broome the slip made his blood boil. Getting the crux of the story out of his sobbing fifteen-year-old twins turned surprisingly difficult, considering each word out of their mouths was more…
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Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The sky was dotted by a veil of torn-up clouds as if heralding the bloody savageness that would take hold of the Seven Kingdoms soon. It certainly heralded Jon Snow’s impending predicament. Some days, it felt as if the gods themselves were mocking him. His desire for peace and solitude in this time, which was not his own, felt so strangely impossible, as if to spite his ambition to become a fisherman. This was not his fight. This…
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