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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…- 36.8 K • Completed
- 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…- 606.6 K • Completed
- 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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- Viserra Fifth Moon, 89 AC The storm had delayed them. Viserra felt the wind blowing through her hair and the rain lashing onto her cheeks. Her father and brothers had laid their dragons down near Greenstone Castle but Viserra had chosen to land Dreamfyre near the port. Near the men of her house. The Velaryon fleet had moored near Estermont, receiving its last supplies from skiffs rowing from the jetty as they waited for the storm to pass. Everywhere she looked, the Velaryon seahorse proudly flew, prancing…
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- First Moon, 89 AC Alyssa Her sister's screams tore through the air, shrill and brutal. Alyssa winced. She knew that pain very well, had experienced it thrice herself. She lied on a great canopy bed, red satin and velvet adorning pristine white sheets she was currently crumpling as her fingers squeezed in pain. Her little sister Viserra, Princess of House Targaryen, Lady of House Velaryon, rider of Dreamfyre, and yet for all those lofty titles, not even she could overcome the birthing bed so…
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- Sixth Moon, 88 AC Viserra "Alys dear, have you been settling in well?" Irina asked. She took a sip of her tea as she let Alys consider the question. The three of them were having their luncheon together today, a private meal Irina had invited her goodsisters to. They would be eating a light meal of more simply flavored (though no less delicious) chicken and some rice and garlic-fried vegetables to accompany it. High Tide's residents, Viserra had found, were quite obsessed with rice. Many insisted it was…
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