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130 ACThe Dragonslayer Jon crawled onto the rocky shore, gasping for breath and shivering. The earlier tension had drained out of his body, leaving weakness behind. His limbs felt heavy, and his joints groaned painfully with each movement. His innards felt like someone had stirred them with a ladle, and the skin on his hands and chest was burned by Vhagar's searing blood earlier and still stung. It was not a terrible burn, but Jon knew it would leave a mark—yet another trophy of survival upon his…- 185.7 K • Completed
- 19th Day of the 3rd Moon, 299ACTyrek Lannister, the Golden Road Bridge Tyrek Lannister was a dutiful squire and always did his utmost to fulfil the orders of his lord or knight. Being the late king's squire had been a heavy challenge, and not in the honourable way, the way the mettle of men was forged. It was a relief when his Uncle took him in as his aide. Yet his relief was short-lived. The Lord of Casterly Rock was nothing but demanding in every aspect. Shining his armour, spars,…
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- 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…
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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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- 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…
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- 130 ACCasterly Rock News of King's Landing's fall and the battle in the Riverlands had seen the Greens gather in Casterly Rock for a new council. It was an odd royal council, filled with young faces—no lord or knight here was older than thirty. Their fathers had all died in the fighting, whether against Riverlanders, Ironborn, or Northmen. "Useless fools!" Aemond roared, flinging a goblet of wine at the wall. He looked at the spindly old maester and barely resisted the urge to strangle him on the…
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- 2nd of October, Friday, 1992Juno They exchanged bows, and the duel began. Harry stood there, carefully inspecting her; his wand pointed to the ground on the other side of the classroom, less than ten meters separating them. There was a new harshness to him compared to last year. He was taller, and his wiry frame had begun to fill out, yet his mind was still like a motionless pool of water. Juno surpassed him in terms of pure magical power; she could feel it. But it didn't make beating him any less…
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- Beginning of June 1993Harry Potter "We don't need to trust Dumbledore to use him," Juno said when he shared his conversation with Helena Ravenclaw. "What we can trust in is his commitment to stand against the Dark Lord." The two of them gathered in the Chamber of Secrets again, the lone desk joined by two sofas and a lacquered ebony table laden with snacks and steaming cups of tea prepared by Wally. Harry never imagined this dreadful place could be cosy or welcoming, but Juno managed to make it…
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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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- 24th Day of the 1st Moon, 299 ACSepton Glendon, Cobble Cove (The Reach) He hailed from a small, peaceful village, Grey Creek, in the Northmarch. A third son, completely unassuming, with an ordinary face, brown hair and eyes; there had never been anything special about him. Hailing from a long line of farmers and coopers, his blood could not be any more ordinary. Yet Glendon had been a pious boy, and his parents sent him to the Septry for learning. At twenty, he became a septon; then, at fifty, he joined…
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