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
- 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…
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- 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…
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- 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…
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- 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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- Fifth Moon, 126 AC Rhaenys In her youth Meleys had been considered the fastest and nimblest of House Targaryen's dragons. And though she had become lazier with age and size, she still lived up to that reputation, serving Rhaenys well as they soared with speed over the battlefield, deftly evading every single volley of arrows with ease. Whenever they couldn't evade in time, Meleys would simply breathe out fire to incinerate the arrows into ash without Rhaenys even prompting her. The two of them were…
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- Third Moon, 122 AC The Summer Islander Once he had been Jhallador Zhas, a proud warrior and chief retainer in the service of Prince Xhallabar Xho, the Prince of Lizard Head off the coast of Jhala. But no more. He was nothing now. Just a sad exile drinking away his sorrows in a Lyseni tavern. He tightened the grip on his cup and took another swill of his wine as his bitterness continued to fester. Exile. The Priests of Love had always insisted that their way of warfare was superior to that of other peoples…
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- Sixth Moon, 121 AC Jacaerys Baela was sweating heavily as she concentrated. On the table between them both, a tall and black obsidian candle stood, twisted with dark sharp edges and an unpleasantly bright light that glowed from the top of the candle's flame, doing strange things to the colors in the room. White was as bright as fresh fallen snow, yellow shone like gold, reds had turned to flames, and shadows were so black they were like holes in the world, devouring all. "Focus," he called out. "I'm…
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- Eighth Moon, 120 AC Jacaerys A few days after the Triunification ceremony, Jace sat down with his family for a meeting. Just the six of them, Corlys and Viserra Velaryon and their four children and the plots they engaged in to shape the world as they desired. "We are quite fortunate that it seems everything has gone according to plan," Jace began. "The Triarchy has been established exactly according to the borders that I drew out and the Targaryens did not interfere. I hear that Daemon, Gael, and Jaehaerys…
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- Eighth Moon, 120 AC Jacaerys Jace looked over his armor and uniform in the vanity once again. It was a very important day, and nothing could go wrong. He adjusted his bracers and boots one more time as he tried to make himself look as perfect as possible, not a single hair out of place. The servants normally helped his mother and sister get ready but for the most part, Jace and his brothers preferred to dress themselves, finding it much quicker than being hemmed and hawed over by a small army of servants.…
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