INTERLUDE: Northern Affairs
“Ygritte: I hate this Wall. Can you feel how cold it is?
Jon: It's made of ice.
Ygritte: You know nothing, Jon Snow. This wall is made o' blood.”
―Ygritte and Jon Snow
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Emory Celtigar arrived at Seagard on a blustery after...
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Chapter Twenty: House Targaryen of Storm’s End
“The nightfires had burned low, and as the east began to lighten the immense mass of Storm's End emerged like a dream of stone while wisps of pale mist raced across the field, flying from the sun on wings of wind.”
―thoughts of ...
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Chapter Nineteen: Treading Treacherous Waters
“Then as now, the Braavosi were a pragmatic people, for theirs is a city of escaped slaves where a thousand false gods are honored, but only gold is truly worshipped. Profit means more than pride amongst the hundred isles.”
―writin...
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Chapter Eighteen: Family Matters
"The Hightowers of Oldtown are among the oldest and proudest of the great houses of Westeros, tracing their lineage back before the coming of the First Men."
―The World of Ice and Fire
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Ormund Hightower arrived at the Red Keep late i...
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Chapter Seventeen: The Velaryons
“The sea was their element, not the sky.”
―writings of Gyldayn
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Alyn wiped the back of his hand across his brow, squinting against the midday glare bouncing off the pale timbers of the deck. The heat in the Stepstones always seem...
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Chapter Sixteen: Foothold
"Swift death to the enemy. No mercy."
―Frank Herbert, Dune
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Mysaria felt relief as soon as Pentos’s high walls appeared on the horizon, though it was a stifled sort of comfort. Dawn broke behind the city’s silhouette, bathing half-finis...
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This fic is getting increasingly complex. I think it would be wise to put together a world bible for future reference. There are some minor spoilers ahead, but nothing major or unexpected. To save time and stay focused on writing new chapters, I used ChatGPT to help clean up and standardize the m...
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Chapter Fifteen: Lord Paramount
“This Storm's End is an old place. There are spells woven into the stones. Dark walls that no shadow can pass—ancient, forgotten, yet still in place.”
―Melisandre to Davos Seaworth
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They swept in on dragonback at dawn. Vhagar's ...
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Chapter Fourteen: The Price of Safety
“If truth be told, even our claim to Highgarden is a bit dodgy, just as those dreadful Florents are always whining.”
―Olenna Tyrell to Sansa Stark
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She sat by the tall window in the morning light, with baby Lyonel stirring a...
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Chapter Thirteen: The Chains That Bind Us
“Who do you think killed all the dragons the last time around? Gallant dragon-slayers armed with swords? The world the Citadel is building has no place in it for sorcery or prophecy or glass candles, much less for dragons.”
―Archmaeste...
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Chapter Twelve: Power Shuffles
"The lies we tell for love, [she thought]. Or for hate. Or for any reason at all."
―Arya Stark, A Storm of Swords
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The sun filtered in through narrow windows of leaded...
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As requested.
P.S.: Actual chapters will be online soon. I need to trim things a bit and ensure I am not introducing a bunch of plotholes before I can post them. This next arc would temporarily focus inward on Aemond's moves to stabilize internal Westerosi politics, directly or via proxies....
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Chapter Eleven: Merger
“Clever, craven Lyseni.”
―Andrey Dalt to Sylva Santagar
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Lysandro Rogare had always believed that power was a thing one could hold in one’s hands, like a piece of fine glass—fragile yet stunningly beautiful, if treated with care. His f...
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INTERLUDE: The Siege of the Narrow Sea
An Excerpt from The Annals of the Green Triumph, penned by Archmaester Vaelor in the Reign of King Aegon II Targaryen
“Yet, as has often been the case with the prince, his brilliance lay not just in the ferocity o...
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INTERLUDE: The Games Men Play
“Alyn's wife, Baela Targaryen, disliked hearing about Aliandra.”
―A Wiki of Ice and Fire
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Three days of feasting and no sign of the Butcher.
These were Qoren’s thoughts as he stood on a sun-baked terrace overlooking...
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Chapter Ten: The High Roost
The pale morning light seeped through the veiled windows of the Eyrie’s upper solar, casting shifting patterns across the embroidered tapestries. Jeyne stood by the tall mirror of polished bronze, one hand bracing Jessamyn’s waist as she guided a lace throu...
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Chapter Ten: The High Roost
“He married her for a claim. A crown is worth a thousand times what any woman is.”
―Petyr Baelish, A Feast for Crows
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They had told Kellen to expect the auditor by midday, yet the hour crept past noon before the ship appeared—an una...
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Chapter Four
Singed and I stood at a broad metal table in one of his back rooms, preparing the fuel mixtures we would need to power the engines for the rest of the week. The place was as cramped as the rest of his workshop, cluttered with flasks, glass tubing, and a line of battered canis...
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Chapter Nine: The Scorpion’s Gambit
“Dorne is sand and scorpions, and bleak red mountains baking in the sun.”
―Reznak mo Reznak to Skahaz mo Kandaq
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Rhaenyra Targaryen sat in a high-backed chair of carved ebony, hands folded in her lap...
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Chapter Three
I had spent the better part of the past two weeks simply going through the motions, and now, as I stood in Wort’s shop once more, I found myself drumming my fingers on his cluttered counter, waiting for him to finish welding. The clang of hammer on metal ech...
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Chapter Two
I woke with a jolt, to that half-light of bare corridors and greenish haze, as though surfacing from a long-forgotten dream. The stale air of my cramped room tasted faintly metallic in my mouth. For a moment, I felt suspended between two existences—the life I remembered, wit...
2025-03-26 17:57:03 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eight: The Battle of the Steps
An Excerpt from The Conflagrations of the Narrow Sea, by Maester Theomund of Sunspear
(Composed in the reign of King Aegon II Targaryen, regarding the events at the Stepstones known as the “Battle of the Steps.”...
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Chapter Seven: Breakpoint
“Dorne has danced with dragons before. I would sooner sleep with scorpions.”
―in response to a letter from Ser Otto Hightower, asking for support during the Dance of the Dragons
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Salt stiffened the collar of Vyl...
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Chapter Six: Threshold
“Lord Alyn was an insolent boy and did not love his king.”
―Mushroom
The salt wind felt sharper than he remembered.
Alyn Velaryon drew in a deep breath as he stepped off the gangplank, his boots meeting the creaking t...
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Chapter Five: Progress
“No man had ever claimed Grey Ghost.”
―Archmaester Gyldayn
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By the third day, the very stones beneath Wyl’s feet seemed as weary of his presence as he was of theirs. The smoking vents huffed and sighed at all hou...
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Chapter Four: Chasing Ghosts
“Though he was large and old and fearsome to look upon, Grey Ghost would flee at the first sign of a man.”
―Archmaester Gyldayn
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The air on the eastern slope of the Dragonmont was thick with the fumes of sulf...
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Chapter Three: Bond of Circumstance
“We look up at the same stars and see such different things.”
―Jon Snow to Mance Rayder, A Storm of Swords
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Larys Strong paused on the wide marble steps leading up to the Sept, his gaze drifting across...
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Chapter Two: Control (PT. II)
Rowenna caught the first glimpses of King’s Landing through the hazy glare of morning, the wind tearing at her hair as she and Vermithor descended toward the Hill of Rhaenys, the silhouette of the Dragonpit emerging into clarity. A second s...
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Chapter Two: Control
“The tones, the timbre, the subtleties—they are a secret language all their own.”
―Frank Herbert, Dune
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She went by Linora now, this nameless girl of Braavos whose true face lay buried beneath the borrowed features...
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Chapter One: The High-handed Enemy
“He who controls the spice controls the universe.”
―Baron Vladimir Harkonnen
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Prince Qoren Martell never thought he’d miss the days when the name “Targaryen” meant nothing but a sour taste in the ...
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