Chapters
Eighth Moon, 131 AC Rhaenys The funeral of a Queen Consort was a grand and solemn event. Lesser in scale perhaps to the funeral that would be given to a King or Queen Regnant, but grand nonetheless. Her mother was old and had been declining for years, her death came as no surprise, but Rhaenys still grieved, she couldn't not grieve. Yet despite her grief, she was already quite accepting of the loss. It was her mother's time, and though she had had some regrets, including the strain on her marriage with her…- 606.6 K • Completed
- First Moon, 110 AD (9 AC) The Legionary There was an ancient stone bridge crossing the Mander River with a humble town and keep commanding the bridge. Rather unimaginatively, the bridge and its adjacent castle-town were both simply named Stonebridge, ruled by one House Caswell. Varos couldn’t help but snort at that plain name. He was Tribune of the Third Legion’s Seventh Cohort, in the Royal Army of House Targaryen and his fellow commanding officer was Tribune Addam of the Third’s Tenth Cohort.…
- 269.0 K • Ongoing
Immediately upon leaving King's Landing, Daemon and his company were faced with a choice. Where should they go now? Aegor Bittersteel offered the hospitality of his kin in Stone Hedge in the Riverlands but Quentyn Fireball suggested that they go instead to the Reach as they had far more friends there that would gladly house them and the kingdom was much more enraged by Daeron II's actions than the Riverlands. Quentyn knew his fellow Reachmen well and knew they'd be as infuriated as he about the ludicrous…- 36.8 K • Completed
- She was hiding under the bed. The scary men had come and attacked her home, so she had run and hid under Daddy's bed. She didn't know what had happened to her daddy or her older brothers. Allana was scared. She had been scared ever since yesterday, when the army of the bad men had showed up. They had thrown these huge rocks at the walls until they had broken. "Allana, we're going to play a game alright? We're going to play hide and seek alright? And no matter what you must stay hidden, do you…
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- 4394 E.L The sun was rising over the city of Ny Sar. Like all the Rhoynish cities, Ny Sar straddled Mother Rhoyne and her daughters and was said to be a city of fountains, alive with song and joy. Yet for Nymeria, Ruling Princess of Ny Sar, the sight of her beloved city no longer comforted her like it once did. As she looked down at the message in her hands, Nymeria could not help but fear for what was to come. To Her Royal And Serene Highness, Princess Nymeria of Ny Sar. As you no doubt have heard, the…
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- Seventh Moon, 113 AC Baela Targaryen The festivities that had been planned for her and Rhaena's wedding were rather ostentatious in Baela's opinion. Maybe even too much so. All the pageantry and splendor one would expect from a royal wedding was to be on display. Neither her uncle or the Velaryons had spared the slightest expense, both families were eager to show off the full extent of their wealth and power. That wasn't just her estimation though, she'd heard her uncle, Archmaester Vaegon, sigh and cite…
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- Third Moon, 97 AD (5 BC) Aegon Harrenhal’s colossal curtain walls rose as sheer and high as mountain cliffs from the flat fields, made out of black stone but so immense that in parts they were discolored and fissured. Atop the battlements, the wood-and-iron scorpions looked as small and numerous as their namesakes. Behind the walls rose five enormous towers, with the two tallest in the center not even complete yet but imposing nonetheless. Had he been any other man, perhaps Aegon would have been…
- 269.0 K • Ongoing
- Daemon Sixth Moon, 62 AC "What is this?" Daemon asked, looking at the chequered black and white board. 16 black pieces occupied the first two rows in front of Daemon and 16 white pieces occupied the two in front of Corlys. "I call it chess. It is a game," his grandson said, his tone implying he thought the answer to be obvious. Daemon sighed. "I am a busy man Corlys. I do not have time to be playing games with you. I know you're at the age where you like playing games, but you will one day be too old to…
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- Tarondor A horse. Tarondor could hardly believe it. His father, the mighty King Tarcil, brought down by the very creature he loved most, more than his eldest son even. The irony of it was so incredible, Tarondor almost felt like laughing. It had been two days since Tarondor had returned to Annúminas and five since his father had died. Immediately after he had been informed by Amroth, Tarondor had sent ravens across the kingdom, summoning the Council of the Sceptre, a gathering of the great lords of Arnor…
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- "Tears unnumbered were shed the night Lys…" The homeland had gone insane. That was all Kilaren son of Ecthelion would ever say when asked about the ongoing war back in the mainland. 'Homeland' however was a term used subjectively. Like many others, Kilaren had been born and raised in Lys, as the past five generations of his family were. He could even trace his lineage back to the original garrison that had been sent to the isle during the reign of Argeleb II six hundred years ago. Kilaren had never even…
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