“I dreamt… many things,” she murmured, eyes turning murky. “The seasons keep turning, and the long summer draws near…”
“Then, can you tell me?” Rhaella pressed. “What will become of me?”
The woodswitch raised her head, and her eyes were now clear but full of pity.
“Knowing will do you no good, princess.”

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

Broken Dreams

29.The End of Summer

by Gladiusx

2 Comments

Rodrigus

Feb 18, '26 at 7:02 am

I can’t help but laugh at Melisandre calling Jon Snow who is “the Prince that was Promised”, would be “Azhor Azhai” and the one that has probably permanently ended the Others, the Son of the Great Other.

Thanks for the chapter!

Jon Snow looked away from her, returning [her] focus to the child beside him. Every time they stopped for a meal, he had a different man to his side, listening to their story and heeding their qualms with a calm, unhurried face. Every time they rode forth, he invited a different soldier to his side, doing much the same, and the men all seemed all the more loyal to him. Even the squires got their turn, and the scribe the king had sent, too!

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Mar 13, '26 at 12:59 pm

God, I have to say, no joy in command was a fun story, but you’ve gotten so much better it amazes me. I even subbed back to the patreon just to read more. Keep it up man.

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