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Twenty-one
King’s Landing98 AC (Tenth Moon—Day 23)Baelon IIBaelon felt grandfatherhood ill-fitted him. He was scarce versed in elder wisdoms to grant his grandchildren the sage guard they would crave. In truth, he doubted his readiness even for fatherhood, errors riddling his sons’ rearing.Yet ask if love fled him for his g...
Twenty
Braavos598 SF (Eleventh Moon—Day 19) (98 AC)Syrio IThe dragons are foe. This is a truth that must not be unforgotten even in summers stretching eons past this fleeting life.Such were the words of the old mothers, whispered through centuries, when dragonlords hungered fierce for slaves and cruelties twisted beyond the...
Eighteen
Driftmark—Hull98 AC (Eleventh Moon—Day 13)Corlys IICorlys prided himself on all he’d accomplished till now. He’d done what no man recorded had managed. In one lifetime—scarce that, even—he’d lifted a house with naught but ties to the ruling kin and forged a power feared and exalted.His feats weren’t pri...
Nineteen
Sweetport Sound98 AC (Eleventh Moon—Day 15)Viserra IVViserra beheld her little ser as he was drawn about upon that small wooden steed of his. Once more he made play at the joust, thrusting his cushioned lance into the pampered poppet erected for him amidst the garden’s verdure.Jaedar laughed in his frolic, freer th...
Seventeen
Havenhall—Hreska98 AC (Tenth Moon—Day 28)Tobyn IITobyn had rolled into Havenhall a moon back, when that port still had no name worth spitting. Was a right ruckus then, but it had its ways. You hopped off the boat, got in a row, bunched up with a pack of strangers, hauled up for jawing, slapped with a number and a m...
Sixteen
King’s Landing98 AC (Tenth Moon—Day 22)Daemon IA foretold duel was no duel at all. This was truth etched deep as scripture, pure as blood. What thrill lingered in hazard when the end was scrawled plain, carved into the bones of fate?None!Little spark in defying destiny’s script. Nay, it was a labor steeped in fol...
6. Old Horrors
This world was strange.“Are you sure none of your teeth have fallen from your gums, brother?” It was a fair question, I judged. In all my years here, never had I seen Rhaegar with a smile marred by loss. His teeth were ever whole, though by now time ought to have claimed a few.I had once thought they must have fall...
5. Royal Order
In the moons that preceded the birth of the Lannister heir, the retinue from the riverlands came to King’s Landing. It was a whole host, near the measure of a village in span, lords great and small gathered to voice their woes and beg succour from their dragon betters. The new Paramount of the Trident came to bend th...
4. The Art of Cuisine
Cleanliness. Order. Skill. Delicacy. Passion. Yet above all, cleanliness—thrice more precious than any other virtue in the kitchen, where man’s most elemental need was wrought into sustenance.Thus was I sorely displeased upon first stepping within this chamber, intent as I was to impart refinement, to enlighten wit...
3. Twisted Realism
Existential dread was no stranger to me. Nay, I had worn it long, worn it often. At birth, this second birth, I felt its claws yet. And I wondered then, if I were fated to wander through countless rebirths, an endless succession of lifetimes. Never resting, never permitted to fade into the aether.This I named the dread...
2. Discarded Fate
Two years had now passed since mine awakening in this world. In that span, I had learned much, seen much, and come to grasp the traditions and workings of this realm medieval, of the culture of Targaryen, and the concessions it had yielded unto Andal ways.I had gained respectable motion—no longer crawling, no longer ...
1. Disheartenments of Infancy
In my life before, I would, in moments swollen with grievous stress, ponder how life might fare as an infant. A life idled in leisure, bereft of worry or demand. A dream most coveted by one shackled beneath the burdens of duty, borne of maturity and independence.Yet, as I lay upon “this bed”, my gaze fixed upon a c...
Fifteen
King’s Landing98 AC (Tenth Moon—Day 12)Baelon IThe solar’s arched windows drank in the midday light, spilling a golden flood across the chamber, kindling a buoyant air. The room hummed with a careless ease, its monotony transmuted into something familiar yet wistful—a nostalgia for moments unlived, woven deep i...
Fourteen
King’s Landing98 AC (Tenth Moon—Day 07)Ilyn IThe ride was a dream woven in stillness, a sly quiet that masked its own motion. Subtle tremors, faint as a whisper, betrayed the truth of movement—born of forces beyond the carriage’s own frame. Ilyn was no stranger to such guile. He’d rolled through the realm in ...
Thirteen
[Rewritten—60% change]King’s Landing98 AC (Tenth Moon—Day 05)Gael IIIThe bells of the Red Keep’s sept tolled, their knell rolling through the stone halls like a god’s dying breath. Each peal lingered far… lingered sad.Gael sat rigid in the second pew, beneath a marble Crone whose lantern cast chill shadows ...
Ch: 12
King’s Landing98 AC (Ninth Moon—Day 29)Jaehaerys IIIJaehaerys sat motionless, his back settled against the cushioned chair, the familiar pressure easing the dull ache in his spine. For a moment, he allowed himself to enjoy the small comfort—such indulgences meant more now than they once had. Perhaps tonight he wo...
Ch: 11
King’s Landing98 AC (Ninth Moon—Day 29)Jaehaerys IIHis Hand was dying.It should have torn at his heart, but Jaehaerys felt little grief—only the sharp, gnawing loss of a mind that matched his own. Barth had been a rare soul, and the king held no illusions that anyone would match the old septon’s steady judgment...
Ch: 7
King’s Landing98 AC (Eighth Moon—Day 19)Gael IThe sun stood high overhead, a pale disc burning through the haze that hung over the Red Keep, casting its light across the garden’s tangled center—a hidden spot, hemmed in by twisted vines and crooked yew trees.Gael sat cross-legged on a wool blanket, the grass pri...
Ch: 3
King’s Landing98 AC (Seventh Moon—Day 29)Viserra IIThe chamber smelled of old dust and melted wax, the air thick with the scent of parchment left too long untouched. Maps were scattered across the table, their corners curled, ink faded and smudged—some drawn before the Freehold fell, their borders marked by hands...
Ch: 10
King’s Landing98 AC (Ninth Moon—Day 16)Tobyn ITobyn was a proper idiot, the kind of unlucky sod whose luck could sour milk. He came from some piss-poor patch of dirt west of the Vale, scraping by under the boot of the Templeton lot. Sixteen years old and dumb with dreams, he up and ran off, chasing big plans in Gul...
Ch: 5
King’s Landing98 AC (Eighth Moon—Day 15)Otto IThe prince’s fretting was something to see—rare as an honest dice throw. He kept his dealings close, guarded like a miser with coin. The tavern crowd claimed he had the brains and grit to match the old blood and hardened lords, though plenty still whispered he moved...
Ch: 1
King’s Landing98 AC (Seventh Moon—Day 22)Viserra IThe smell reached Viserra first—a trace of rot beneath old stone, laced with the fading warmth of a place once full. The Red Keep still pulsed with life, though quieter now. Her kin had scattered—some bound by duty, others sent to distant holds.Her son trotted b...
Ch: 4
King’s Landing98 AC (Eighth Moon—Day 08)Viserra IIIHis hands grazed her skin—rough, warm, callused from work and sword—a firm, steady grip.A shiver ran through her, a soft moan escaping. Vanys moved faster, thrusts precise, hitting deep. Her body, long neglected, ached and clung to him, eager. She arched, hips ...
Ch: 8
King’s LandingEighth Moon (98 AC)Gael IIDust swirled in the harsh midday light, kicked up by scurrying servants and the restless scrape of dragon claws on stone.Gael lingered beside Silverwing, one gloved hand resting against the dragon’s shimmering hide—pearl-white streaked with silver veins, warm with the banke...
Ch: 9
Driftmark—High Tide98 AC (Eighth Moon—Day 24)Corlys ICorlys Velaryon slumped in his chair, sawing at a roast capon with a silver knife that caught the pale light of dawn. He chewed slowly, jaw working, thoughts festering like damp wood left too long in the hold. His eyes flicked to the empty seats—two grand chair...
Ch: 6
King’s Landing98 AC (Eighth Moon—Day 16)Otto II“Ser Maynard Plumm will dine with you, Ser Otto,” Garlan said quietly, his voice flat and tired. It had only been a few hours since the runner bolted off with the summons. “He’s coming alone—no family in tow.”Otto barely registered the words, letting them d...
Ch: 2
King’s Landing98 AC (Seventh Moon—Day 22)Jaehaerys IThe sky had darkened as noon neared, the promise of rain heavy in the air before nightfall swallowed the day.In his solar, Jaehaerys stood before a window, the clear glass a gift from the bronze-men south of the bastard daughters. Beyond, the storm churned violent...
Twelve
King’s Landing98 AC (Ninth Moon—Day 29)Jaehaerys IIIJaehaerys sat still, his back melded to the cushioned chair, its familiar embrace easing the gnaw in his spine. For a moment, he let himself savour the small comfort—such indulgences carried more weight than they once did. Mayhap tonight he’d sink into the hot...
Eleven
King’s Landing98 AC (Ninth Moon—Day 29)Jaehaerys IIHis Hand was dying.It should have clawed at his heart, yet Jaehaerys felt scant grief—only the sharp vexation of seeking another mind as keen. Barth was a rare soul, and the king harboured no hope that his successor would match the old septon’s blunt wit or ste...
11. Routines and Classes (4)
Highlands, Hogwarts01-09-1969Perteus Graymort:We threaded back to the castle’s pulsing heart, where students sprawled in careless clumps—lounging on benches, their chatter a low hum beneath the stone arches, like drowsy bees too idle to swarm.The Defence Against the Dark Arts chamber lay close, the location slowly ...
