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It had not been long before the Valyrians arrived. The moment she had learned of the situation, Jaenara had saddled Terrax as quickly as she could and then took off into the sky. They had taken off into a battlefield. In the skies above the entire archipelago, the last reserves of Valyria waged a punishing battle against the Arnorian defenders entrenched and dug into the mountainous islands. Jaenara watched as the dragons attempted to burn out the defenders in the fortress, but black stone was impervious…- 309.2 K • Completed
- Only a day after the battle and it was warmer than it had ever been for years. The thaw had come as the darkness abated. The unnatural clouds had dispersed and the sun's light shined warmly on Winterfell. If Winterfell was feeling the impact of the Great Other's death and the defeat of his servants so far north, surely Arnor itself and the rest of the empire were already well on their way to recovery and stability? Twenty years of a cold dark winter, and it seemed spring was finally on its way. The…
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- Amroth Amroth watched carefully, his face betraying no emotion as the fire ship approached the enemy fleet. The waves had moved it forward. One of the Greyborn ships moved to board and investigate but the rest continued moving forward. They had the advantage now, sailing downwind. In an ordinary battle, their greater speed would increase their ramming power. But this was no ordinary battle. Turning to the flagship, he observed with baited anticipation as his brother took the steelbow, lit the tip on fire…
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- 4546 E.L "I am his and he is mine," his daughter said before the Arnorian Prince leaned in to kiss her. Roland clapped as did all the other guests when the newlywed couple kissed. Though outwardly congratulatory and celebratory, he did still have some misgivings about the match. His daughter was only forty years old, middle-aged for the commoners of the Vale, but for the nobility who had the Blood of Númenor running in their veins, that was exceptionally young. Her new husband was three times her age and…
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- Sixth Moon, 126 AD (25 AC) Aerion It was Midyear’s Day of the one hundredth and twenty-sixth year since the Doom of Valyria. But once the day had passed, they would never again date their calendar from the Doom, from that day of tragedy and disaster. They would date it from a day of glory and power, a date that would forever be remembered for the greatness of his house. At long last they were ended. After almost thirty years, the Wars of Conquest had come to an end at last. The Liberation of the…
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- Somewhere off the coast of Pentos Prince Ciryaher stood on the command deck of his flagship. The invasion had been synchronised such that his fleet would reach Pentos with a few days of the fleets attacking Myr and Tyrosh though delays in communication had led to the fleet setting off slightly later than scheduled. It had been almost four days since his fleet had set off from Tol Mor and Essos had been sighted to the east. A few hours after that and they had found the Pentoshi fleet defending the bay in…
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- Sixth Moon, 108 AD (7 AC) The Courtier Court was no longer a wondrous place to Lady Marianne Vance. The once peaceful and idyllic Summerhall had become dour and grey, a specter of darkness and war looming overhead. The attack on the Targaryen family had shocked the whole of the Riverlands, none more than the people of Summerhall itself. Enemy assassins had walked in their midst, eaten their food, drunk their wine, and slept in their inns. They had plotted and schemed against their royal house, and if…
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- The Sea of Myrth was calm and peaceful as they approached Myr. As they did so, Ciryaher whispered a small prayer that they would be able to take the city once more for Arnor, and maybe with any luck keep it this time around. However, before they could that, they had to first reach the city and finish crossing the Sea of Myrth, which Ciryaher knew was by far the most dangerous part of their plan. The first three days after departing Pentos had not been an issue, as they sailed through the Narrow Sea.…
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- Any man who must say 'I am the King' is no true king It was soothing. Even as a child, the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks below had never failed to calm his mind. Yet for a long time now, the peace he had once felt, standing on the balcony and staring off into the horizon of the Sunset Sea, had been tainted. In the span of seven years, Beleg's family had fallen apart. His grandfather had died, poisoned by one of his own sons. His uncles had been lost to him, one to execution, and the other…
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- The waves pounded onto the rocks below, crashing against the stone and eroding them away, little by little. How much had those rocks changed in the last four thousand years Nimloth wondered. Were they different now from what Elendil saw? At least one Queen of Arnor had died upon them, throwing herself from the Amon Erain in grief. Were the rocks she died and broke upon different now than they were then? Supposedly her body was never found, the sea had swallowed it and the water washed the blood away,…
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