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Twelfth Moon, 90 AC The Disgrace She watched her older sister leave, saw the tears in her eyes that she struggled to hold back. And despite herself, Saera felt the shreds of guilt, the slightest sliver of shame. How many times had she made Daella cry? It had started out small. As a child, Saera had pranked as many of her siblings as she had dared. All had either been amused or angered by it. It was just the usual rowdy behavior between siblings. In a way, Saera had felt it make her closer to them,…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Twelfth Moon, 90 AC The Lady of the Vale Breaking your fast with your mother and sisters should have been an opportune time to strengthen family bonds. Daella just wasn't sure about any of that happening today. Her eyes moved around the room, observing her kin. Jocelyn, was as kind as she remembered. Her hair remained as black as a raven's feathers, and her eyes were still that dark purple, so dark they were almost black until the light shone on them. She had once been quite close to Jocelyn, so much so…
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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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- 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…
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- 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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- 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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- Third Moon, 88 AC Viserra While she had worked alongside him for weeks already since her wedding, Viserra was still in shock at the amount of work that Rhaekar had to do. As the steward of High Tide, and consequently of Driftmark and all the Velaryon lands, it was his responsibility to handle a great deal of the day to day affairs of the fief, especially whenever Corlys was absent from the island serving as her father's Master of Ships. There hadn't been a true Lady of the Tides for many years now, not…
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