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Cirion They had been riding for weeks. Cirion was well aware that by now, all of Arnor had been sent missives from Annúminas claiming that he had killed his father and attempted to usurp his brother's throne. It mattered not though. For years, Earendur had shown Cirion favour in a way he had never shown either of his brothers. The Lords had seen it. Few could have seen the love between Cirion and his father and thought that he could have ever killed his father. And Cirion was not without his own allies…- 309.2 K • Completed
- Cirion "Keep your shield up, Ostoher, or I'll ring your head like a bell," Cirion told his young brother. In his efforts to train him into something passable as a warrior, Cirion had taken the effort to remove Ostoher from their mother's side that day and take him to the training yard. In Cirion's humble opinion, it was far past time for his younger brother's martial training to start and had begun drilling him a few weeks ago. Despite his best efforts, Ostoher failed to defend against Cirion's next blow…
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- 5420 E.L "Blessings on you and your family Princess," the woman said. Silmariën could only nod in response, feeling too guilt-ridden to say more. The poor in Morlond were starving and Silmariën and her younger sisters had taken up the responsibility of feeding them the rations, earning them much love and acclaim. It made her feel like a fake at times. They should be doing more to help these people, their people. What good was feeding them hard and small rations? Where had the once fabled wealth of…
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- It was so strikingly familiar. Almost half a century ago, Aragost had commanded another fleet in an amphibious landing. Now he did so again, leading a fleet far greater, against a host infinitely more powerful than that at Sarhoy. The waves rolled against the hulls of their ships as they sailed upon the ocean like swans on a lake. Their masts were like a forest upon the sea and as the rising sun rose in the east, it revealed the full scope of their armada. The armament that would reclaim East Arnor,…
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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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- Angrendacil: 3600 E.L "Do you ever wonder, how things could have been if Father hadn't died?" he asked. His mother Amarië looked at him, "Every day." "You know what I have to do Mother. Could you forgive me?" "Does it matter? Whatever my answer is, you will do it regardless. Go Arahael. Do as you will. I have no power over you. I never did," his mother said bitterly. Arahael left the room, leaving his mother behind. His flagship was awaiting him in the harbour. Yet as he was still barely within earshot,…
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- 2993 E.L. Arvedui was feeling quite nervous. It was not often that the young prince defied his parents but this was one such occasion. He wanted to see the city. That is not to say that Arvedui had never been allowed into the city before, but it had always been with a large complement of guards, coddling him and keeping him from properly meeting the people or even experiencing the city properly. That was no good. Arvedui may be young, at five and ten years he was still a decade short of maturity, but he…
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- 4280 E.L She woke slowly from her dreams. Túrin was seated beside her in a chair. "Hey, don't stress yourself too much," he said. "What, what happened?" Jaenara asked, still disorientated as she looked around. Túrin must have brought her back to the camp as they were both currently in a tent and she was lying on a bedroll. "Whatever that thing was, it got into your head. You walked off in the middle of the night and I went after you. At the same time the Brindled Men infiltrated the city and attacked us.…
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- His Grace, King Lymond of the Houses Redwyne and Hightower, King of the Arbor and the Hightower, Lord of Oldtown and Redwyne wondered how it had all come to this. Ever since he had been a boy, he had been told that he would one day rule Oldtown and the Arbor. The combined might of Houses Redwyne and Hightower would be his to command. Much had been done to ensure he would inherit both kingdoms. His grandfathers had altered succession laws and crushed rebellions, all to make him their joint heir. They had…
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- Viceroy Anardil Arnor was in chaos. The Osfalf, the King's new flagship had been due to reach Angrenost almost five days ago now, but it had never come. A nationwide search was ongoing, as the Arnorian navy combed the Sunset Sea as far west as they dared to go, but nothing had been found. Even searches with the Seeing-Stones had failed to find anything, it was almost as if the ship had vanished. Most now believed that the ship had sunk in a storm. The Council of the Sceptre had announced that if the King…
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