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THE QUEEN DOWAGER
7th Day, Seventh Moon, 131 AC | King's Landing
Dawn found Alicent Hightower standing on the balcony of her chambers, looking towards the rising sun. A lifetime ago, morning meant a new day, a day full of promise and hope. Dragons were dancing in the brightening sky, a large...
The one which is definitely getting added to the Crownlands is Harrenhal, since House Strong is dead and Alys Rivers is a witch bastard who they would obviously not want squatting on their land. And on top of that, she had a son by Aemond, a son who she professes is trueborn and the true king...
T'is the changes I decided to make to this AU. I wanted to make Targaryens be more blood-purists unlike how they were in canon, hence why they married into those houses so often. Baratheons still have black hair, those Durrandon genes are strong in that regard. But unlike canon, their eyes are...
I'm really glad you like the chapter and the story so far.
You are correct. this is one of those stories told outside the MC's POV. Watsonially, I want her to be the mystery master who drives the plot. Doylistically, I don't really know how to write her in a way that does not egregiously break...
BAELA
18th Day, Fourth Moon, 131 AC | Tumbleton
Seven days of hard riding south-east brought them to Tumbleton, a host of Northmen riding with her, just as Rhaena had promised. Lord Stark's men could not to return to the North, for winter was at hand, and their presence would only serve to...
10th Day, Fourth Moon, 131AC | The Red Keep - King's Landing
AEGON
It was drizzling as dusk approached. There would be a storm that night, Aegon knew, judging by the clouds present in the sky. He walked to the balcony, on the kingly chambers that were now his, to watch the storm clouds gather...
9th Day, Fourth Moon, 131AC | The Dungeons of The Red Keep - King's Landing
LARYS STRONG
The Clubfoot paced his cell frantically from one end to the other. He was barefoot, so none of the guards could hear the pittapatta of his steps. Something was wrong, very wrong. He still felt the presence...
9th Day, Fourth Moon, 131AC | The Red Keep - King's Landing
BAELA
Baela swung her wooden sword swiftly, feigning right but instead going left, striking Rhaena's right wrist and making her drop her own sword. Before she could recover, Baela pointed her sword at her sister's throat.
"Dead," she...
Stay tuned to how things will go. Yes, for now I've planned for it to be all outsider perspective, to see how Si's actions and thoughts affects those around her. We'll also get plenty of her character through the lenses of her siblings.... Update schedule hasn't been set in stone quite yet, but...
7th Day, Fourth Moon, 131AC | The Dungeons of The Red Keep - King's Landing
CORLYS VELARYON
He woke up from his dream, nay, his nightmare, gasping, with beads of cold sweat trickling down his brow and staining his weathered tunic. He sat up gingerly, the pain in his hip reminding him that he...