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    • High Tide, Chapter 73: The Firestorm

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      by Tertius711 Second Moon, 132 AC Baela With a dragon's eye view, she soared over all the lands. Years of experience and training allowed her to bend the candle and its rebellious light to her will with ease but it still needed focus. At any moment the candle could drag her mind across the whole world and away from what she wished to see. In the aftermath of that day and with glass candle scrying to ensure the remaining Targaryens would not sally forth and challenge them, Jacaerys, Laena, Corlys, Baelor, Jaenara,…
    • High Tide, Chapter 72: The Dance of the Dragons

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      by Tertius711 First Moon, 132 AC Baela Her heart pounded in her chest as they flew through the darkness. The only thing lighting their way was the full moon in the sky above and the glow of the glass candles in their saddles as they scryed their enemies and communicated with their allies. Herself, Jace, Rhaena, and Laena carried those glass candles and they flew at the front of the formation to guide Corlys and Serra who flew behind them. It weighed on her mind, knowing what they were here to do. In the distance, barely…
    • High Tide, Chapter 71: High Tide

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      by Tertius711 First Moon, 132 AC Viserra "Your Excellency, please I beg you, allow me to stay by your side!" the ever loyal Ser Jaremy cried. "No Orange. You have your orders, and you shan't disobey them. You are to command this fleet and see to its safe arrival in Myr where you will report to the highest ranking Zaldilaros Velaryon and take up command of the Tide Guard in the Triarchy." Corlys' reply was firm, and uncompromising. "Princess, if we may," her old secretary Pina tried to beseech her. "You may not," Viserra…
    • High Tide, Chapter 70: At Rise

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      by Tertius711 First Moon, 132 AC Jacaerys It was the second day of 132 AC, or in the Triarchy, 39 AZ. The start of a new year was normally a festive holiday period, but not for House Velaryon. Not this time. His uncle, King Aemon of House Targaryen had finally breathed his last and given up his spirit to the Stranger on the last day of 131 AC. That was two days ago, two days that Rhaenys had been Queen, and every day that passed with her in power was a day closer to the war that would decide the fate of his family. Once…
    • High Tide, Chapter 69: The Death of Peace

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      by Tertius711 Excerpt from 'The Sea Snake', the biography of Corlys Velaryon, Abridged Edition. Shortly after the letter from Prince Aemon arrived, Corlys and Viserra Velaryon and their four would journey to King's Landing with a full retinue of Tide Guard and servants. They made a stunning return to court for the first time in twenty years, awing many with their splendor and majesty, with their fine clothes in Tyroshi fashions never before seen in Westeros, their jewelry of gems, gold, silver, and Valyrian steel, and…
    • High Tide, Chapter 68: Heirs of the Red Dragon

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      by Tertius711 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…
    • High Tide, Chapter 67: Heirs of the Sea Dragon

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      by Tertius711 Ninth Moon, 130 AC Baela "Pay attention," she lectured her children who were fidgeting and muttering to their siblings and cousins. They stood in an exclusive and elevated place of honor near the Father's statue in the Myrish sept and the congregation's eyes were on them as much as they were on the clergy carrying out the service. "Is there even any use in any of this though Mother?" her second son Daemon whispered a protest. "It's all just pointless posturing and pageantry. How much do we really believe…
    • High Tide, Chapter 66: North, East, West

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      by Tertius711 Sixth Moon, 130 AC The Dowager Lady of Winter "Thank you for your hospitality Sister, Nephews. It was good to see you again after so long but alas, the time has come for us to part ways once again," her elder brother said regretfully. "You can always stay a little longer Uncle," her elder son Cregan said. Her younger son, Corwyn, and her nephews, Vaemond's boys, Daemion and Alyn, looked approving of the idea but her brother rejected it. "I thank you for the offer nephew, but it is a long ride to White…
    • High Tide, Chapter 65: Rogue Legacies

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      by Tertius711 Eighth Moon, 127 AC Alyssa With a hacking cough, she heaved more of her life away, throwing her whole body to the side of the bed in her agony. The years of stress and worry had taken their toll on her body, and ever since her beloved Baelon's death the previous year, the melancholy that had once plagued her had returned with a vengeance. She was sixty-seven years old. Both of her parents had lived into their 70s but Alyssa doubted she'd be able to match their accomplishment. She didn't want to match…
    • High Tide, Chapter 64: Dragonless

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      by Tertius711 Seventh Moon, 126 AC The Dragonless "Dracarys!" his great uncle the King commanded. Caraxes the Blood-Wyrm obeyed. His crimson flames consumed his great-grandfather's body relentlessly, burning until nothing was left of him. It was sad Corlys supposed but he didn't feel that strongly about it. He had never really been that close to his great-grandfather, nor had any of his siblings or cousins, even if the younger ones were crying. Funerals were generally sad events and the mood had gotten to them. His…
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