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Isildur "We have to leave now!" Isildur shouted to the crew of his ship. With as much haste as they could muster, they released the sails and the ship was blown out of the harbour by a fierce eastward wind. Turning back, Isildur could see a huge wave, a giant wall of water rolling over the hills near Rómenna. Cries of despair rang from the city but he hardened his heart. They could give no help to their countrymen. As the sea drowned Númenor, Isildur allowed a single tear to fall down his face. He and…- 309.2 K • Completed
Daemon's reign officially began at the turn of the century, the year 200 AC, a symbolic new beginning, for the restoration and renewal his reign would usher in. Once the dust from the War of Restoration had settled and all the punishments and rewards had finalized, work could finally begin on healing and rebuilding the realm. One of the most crucial institutions that Daemon needed to first see to was his Small Council. He first chose his brother, Lord Aegor Bittersteel, as his Hand of the King, followed…- 36.8 K • Completed
- The storm was instantaneous as soon as the ravens sent forth from Stone Hedge began reaching their destinations all across the land. A furious uproar thrummed across every corner of Westeros at the outrageous, unprovoked, and dishonorable attack upon the party of a Prince and Princess of the Realm and the threat to the lives of their young children. It broke all norms of decency, chivalry, and law, and many who might once have risen for the Spears now began declaring neutrality or outright for the Swords…
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- With the establishment of the Black Swords and the Knights of the Round Table at the dawn of 190 AC, Daemon now had his knights and they were quick to act. Donations flooded in from all of the affluent members to equip and feed their burgeoning chivalric army and the Black Swords organized themselves into an efficient and orderly chain of command underneath the Knights of the Round Table, one based not just on birthright and status but on merit, fame, competence as a knight, chivalric character, and the…
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- 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…
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- Author's Note: Hello there! This particular story explores the concept of Daemon Blackfyre taking his King Arthur Pendragon parallels all the way to their peak logical conclusion, hence the reason for the title, which is one of the epithets of King Arthur (or is in Fate/stay/night at least lol). Technically an SI/transmigrator facilitates this, but you can imagine it as an AU if you like because unlike most SI/transmigrators, this story is written purely as a historical text, like Fire and Blood or World…
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- Twelfth Moon, 90 AC Alyssa How had it come to this, Alyssa wondered? Two years ago, all had seemed right in the world. Viserra had just had her newborn sons, the alliance and bond between Houses Targaryen and Velaryon had seemed stronger than ever, and Alyssa had felt like she was finally clawing her way out of the melancholy that had haunted her for years, returning to who she had once been, little by little. Now though? Now that alliance was in pieces, the broken shards strewn on the floor, edges sharp…
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- The Second Son of the High Tower Tenth Moon, 90 AC As a boy, Otto had once climbed to the top of the High Tower with his older brother Hobert. There the great beacon of the tower was set and they had watched enthralled as the wardens had fed more wood to feed the fire. Soon enough, Otto's attention had turned to the majestic view around him. The Hightower was the tallest structure left in the Known World after the fall of Old Valyria's topless towers, taller even than the seven hundred-foot Wall at the…
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- Eighth Moon, 90 AC Viserra Dreamfyre beat her wings gently, relaxed but alert and ready. Beneath them, the Velaryon fleet sailed, larger than Viserra had ever seen it. Their masts were like a forest upon the sea. Every ship was full to the brim with supplies, weapons, marines, and mercenaries. A lot of effort and planning was needed to wage a war of conquest, so much so that it had taken them over a year to prepare for it, and that was with the neighboring Stepstones as a basing ground to make their…
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- Sixth Moon, 89 AC Aemon What was his father even doing? Aemon did not know. He just knew that with a single decision, his father had burned the bridges they had labored so long to build, set fire to them more thoroughly then if he had used Vermithor. Immediately after his father had dismissed the court, almost the entire Targaryen family had raced to meet him in the royal apartments. His decision had taken them all by surprise and they all wanted to know what he was thinking. Viserra had beaten them there…
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