Chapters
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…- 269.0 K • Ongoing
- 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…
- 269.0 K • Ongoing
- Third Moon, 97 AD (5 BC) Aegon Harrenhal’s colossal curtain walls rose as sheer and high as mountain cliffs from the flat fields, made out of black stone but so immense that in parts they were discolored and fissured. Atop the battlements, the wood-and-iron scorpions looked as small and numerous as their namesakes. Behind the walls rose five enormous towers, with the two tallest in the center not even complete yet but imposing nonetheless. Had he been any other man, perhaps Aegon would have been…
- 269.0 K • Ongoing
- Second Moon, 97 AD (5 BC) The Black Tyrant “Faster!” one of his ironmen captains shouted as he whipped a mewling thrall who was struggling to carry the boulder up the steps leading up the colossal curtain wall. Around him thousands of men were hard at work carrying more boulders as well as bundles of arrows and barrels of tar up to the battlements. Many were also being whipped for their pathetic snail’s pace just as the first thrall had been. “Weak,” his eldest son Harwyn…
- 269.0 K • Ongoing
- First Moon, 97 AD (5 BC) Rhaenys Targaryen “Lykirī Meraxes,” Rhaenys whispered in High Valyrian to her beloved silver dragon. She was getting far too excited for battle as they approached Duskendale at long last. Using their glass candles, Aegon and her had watched as their uncle’s fleet and the rest of their part of the army with him had almost arrived before they had mounted their dragons. Years of dragonriding experience had taught them how much time they would need for such a flight and when…
- 269.0 K • Ongoing
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