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Fifth Moon, 120 AC Jacaerys Over a hundred years ago, his ancestor, Aegon the Conqueror had destroyed a Volantene fleet at Lys. Jace found it almost fitting that he would be following in his footsteps. He looked ahead to his prey. The Volantene fleet had formed up in formation. Each ship bristled with scorpions, pointed desperately at the sky. They fired a mass volley of bolts that came flying at Jace and his dragon from all directions. Without even needing his order, Tessarion released a cobalt wreath of…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Fourth Moon, 120 AC The White Worm "My apologies for the insult milord. Please, accept our compensation. Would a night with one of our girls free of charge be acceptable?" Mysaria said with a pronounced bow, trying to hide her anger and frustration with the man who had tried to have his way with one of her Conches without paying the price. One of those disgusting pigs who believed only in the Iron Price and not the Gold. The ironman, a reaver and warrior in the service of Lord Greyjoy scoffed and sneered.…
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Eleventh Moon, 169 AC The Most Devout “I’m sorry? Did I hear that right?” Raynard of the Most Devout couldn’t help but exclaim in shock. The Hand, Prince Viserys, was as stern as ever but even Raynard could see that he wanted to be anywhere else but here. His niece and grandson however, had a firm and demanding look on their faces as they nodded. “You did, Excellency. What do you say Your Holiness? Do we have your blessing?” Princess Daena said. “I see no reason to refuse!” the High…- 51.6 K • Ongoing
- Eleventh Moon, 169 AC Daeron Even now, months after it had all happened, I was still in immense disbelief that I had even found myself in this situation. How had it even come to this? No seriously, how. I had started out my new life as Daeron II with one key goal in mind. I would make Daena fall in love with me and take her as my wife, possibly getting Daemon Blackfyre as our heir after Baelor hopefully died just like in canon as a result of the scandal. I would then place Daena on the throne and rule…
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- Sixth Moon, 169 AC Rhaena Targaryen Rhaena would not admit it aloud but she was growing worried. Daena and Elaena had been acting extremely strange lately, always making excuses to hole up in their rooms with their cousin Daeron whenever he visited. They were smart enough to make excuses that their ladies in waiting all believed like Daeron simply being like a little brother to them who had dutifully come to keep them company in their confinement with games and reading but Rhaena was their sister, even…
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- Fifth Moon, 169 AC Elaena Targaryen As she sat there on Daena’s bed, Elaena couldn’t stop her hands from shaking as she twiddled her fingers anxiously. She couldn’t believe she was really doing this, that she’d let Daena talk her into it. It was madness, complete and utter madness, and yet it was also her only hope. She had always liked Daeron. Though he had been three years her younger, they had been close as children, playing and reading together and keeping each other company as they both…
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- Tenth Moon, 169 AC Aemon Targaryen “I don’t want to see you slacking off even once! Repeat the strokes until your arms are dead! If you have enough time and energy to be fooling around with my cousins, I clearly haven’t been drilling you hard enough!” Aemon barked at his nephew and squire, a menacing expression on his face. “Yes Uncle,” Daeron obeyed. To his credit, the lad did not complain nor grouse and kept diligently working at his strokes but it did little to improve Aemon’s…
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- Tenth Moon, 169 AC Viserys Targaryen Viserys had served as Hand of the King ever since the day he had come of age and his elder brother could justify sticking that pin on his chest. From that moment onwards, for the next thirty years, he had ruled ably in the background as Aegon had brooded, Daeron had warred, and Baelor had prayed. Never once had he acted beyond his place despite the clamors of some to do so. When his brother had died before his time and his son had become King at an unripe young age,…
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- First Moon, 102 AD (1 AC) The Ranger Commandant Crowley and his fellow Rangers watched from a distance as the King and Queen blasted through the Golden Tooth with their dragons. The sight of Balerion and Meraxes in all their awesome power never failed to amaze him. Their preparations for this war had not gone unnoticed and the Golden Tooth had been fortified and reinforced with almost ten thousand men, many of them veterans from the campaign in the Iron Islands. They were under the command of Lord Roger…
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- Eleventh Moon, 101 AD (1 BC) Visenya “At ease,” Aegon said with a smile. The councilors who had risen to greet them all relaxed, though by decorum none took their seats until Visenya and her siblings did. Her son Aerion and her niece Valaena meanwhile went to the nearby table and began pouring cups of wine from the pitchers to serve to them and each of the ministers. The two of them had started serving as the council’s cupbearers this past year so that they might observe and learn how to govern…
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