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Eighth Moon, 87 AC Viserra The morning after their arrival at High Tide, Viserra met Corlys at the gatehouse of High Tide. He was wearing a silver-blue doublet and sea-green cloak. A squadron of his household guard were protecting him. Their plate was ocean-blue, trimmed in silver and they wore mail hauberks and bright sea-green shirts beneath it. The same sea green proudly adorned their shoulders as long flowing cloaks. House Velaryon's elite Tide Guard wore its colors with pride. Sea green was not the…- 606.6 K • Completed
- Fourth Moon, 102 AD (1 AC) Rhaenys Together as one, with their bond open to the fullest and their minds linked, Meraxes and her dived towards Castle Drumm, weaving in and out between volleys of arrows and scorpion bolts that bounced off of Meraxes’ scales harmlessly. The Westerlanders holding the castle were desperate, knowing that there was no escape for them. Without even a word, her dragon’s silver-gold flames emerged from her maw, spraying the battlements with dragonflame, blasting through the…
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- First Moon, 120 AC Rhaenys A new year had dawned on House Targaryen, and with it came a new decade. And in this new decade, Rhaenys was determined to seize back the initiative. No longer would her house be left to simply react to everything the Velaryons had done. No, for the first time in years, decades even, House Targaryen would take the initiative, they would act first, and the Velaryons would be the ones left scrambling to respond to their glorious accomplishments. Her father sat regally upon the Iron…
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- Sixth Moon, 109 AC Viserra Her father had died late in the third moon of 109 AC. It was early in the sixth moon now. Though many had been increasingly coming to court to pay their respects to the ailing king, the true tide of arrivals had begun arriving once his death and the date for his funeral was announced across the realm. Every lord, great or small in the Crownlands, down to even the smallest landed knight had come. The great houses of the realm had all arrived, those former royals like Lannister,…
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- 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…
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Daemon's reign officially began at the turn of the century, the year 200 AC, a symbolic new beginning, for the restoration and renewal his reign would usher in. Once the dust from the War of Restoration had settled and all the punishments and rewards had finalized, work could finally begin on healing and rebuilding the realm. One of the most crucial institutions that Daemon needed to first see to was his Small Council. He first chose his brother, Lord Aegor Bittersteel, as his Hand of the King, followed…- 36.8 K • Completed
- 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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- Fifth Moon, 87 AC Viserra At times Viserra wondered why it was she was allowed to enter the Dragonpit. Her parents had never expressly forbidden her a dragon, yet neither had they granted their permission either, so why was she allowed into the pit? The temptation was there, all she had to do was reach out her hands and grab it. Unbidden, forgotten childhood memories came to mind recalling how Saera and she had asked for a dragon like their eldest siblings. They had never actually been told 'no'. They had…
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- Second Moon, 91 AC Viserra "Seven blessings to you Zaldilaros," the woman said in Tyroshi. "You are most welcome," Viserra replied. Tyroshi Low Valyrian was hard to grasp at times, as it had evolved from High Valyrian in the past two centuries, but the two were still mutually intelligible. Most of Tyrosh's populace, including slaves who had been here for any longer than a year, all spoke Tyroshi to some degree or another. High Valyrian had been kept to only by the elites. She looked around at the…
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- Second Moon, 92 AC Viserra Corlys had dreaded this for months, and now that it had come at last, Viserra finally understood just a little why he had been so worried. Tyrosh was in flames. The loyal Ser Jaremy had described how the arrest of a Tower had turned sour, and now a massive mob was rioting and tearing through the city. Their call to arms was a roaring chant of death. "Morghon," they cried, calling for death; death to the infidels and heretics, death to the tyrants and usurpers, and death for…
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