"If I’m not mistaken, our house words are 'Hear Me Roar,' correct? What’s the matter? Have we finally realized that roaring or not, we’re doomed all the same?" Tyrion smirked, the family crisis seemingly doing little to curb his irreverent demeanor. He glanced at the paper briefly, grasping the situation instantly. "The choices before us are quite clear: roar and die under a flurry of swords… or roll over and wag our tails, hand over my dear brother and sister to be beheaded, and then...
2025-01-28 22:44:05 +0000 UTC
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The floor beneath was of polished hardwood, the walls adorned with banners bearing the golden lion of their house, and the room was filled with gilded and golden ornaments. At the center of this opulent hall, a group of finely dressed individuals sat around a table, deliberating over how to address the greatest crisis House Lannister had ever faced.
At the head of the table sat Tywin Lannister, Duke of Casterly Rock and Warden of the West. Tall, broad-shouldered, and still vigorous in ...
2025-01-28 22:43:47 +0000 UTC
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After joining the Night's Watch logistics division? Other than sneering and wielding a sword with some degree of competence, what exactly could Alliser Thorne do? It seemed more likely he was there not to assist in expanding my efforts, but to monitor my actions instead. Still, this wasn’t the worst outcome. My real fear was receiving a sudden summons back to the Wall, followed by someone else being appointed as the chief logistics officer of the Night's Watch. If that happened, I’d have ...
2025-01-28 22:43:29 +0000 UTC
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Ser Alliser Thorne was rendered speechless by Aegor’s move of “leaving the ruling to the Master of Laws.” Frustrated but powerless, he stormed out of the throne room as soon as the trial ended. Aegor, however, remained until Slynt was taken away and Renly left, before leading his Night’s Watch enterprise employees out of the throne room at a leisurely pace. Along the way, various nobles approached him—some offering their “condolences” for his assassination attempt, others praisi...
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Everyone in the courtroom—judge, guards, witnesses, and the accused—all turned to the speaker.
The black cloak was strikingly obvious, and Renly, having seen Aegor during the Vale rebellion, immediately recognized him. In fact, if Aegor hadn’t been arrested by the Hand of the King, he would have been the primary witness today. After a brief moment of surprise, Renly remembered his role as judge. “Ah, it’s our White Walker Slayer, Lord Aegor—permission to speak.”
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2025-01-28 22:42:52 +0000 UTC
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The first “witness” was a young man Aegor did not recognize. He was neatly dressed, with an upright demeanor, and strode confidently to the center of the courtroom. However, instead of heading directly to the witness stand, he stopped below the high platform where Renly sat as judge. He bowed respectfully to the Master of Laws, and only when Renly nodded in acknowledgment did he turn to produce a parchment, proclaiming loudly: “Before this trial begins, I am here to announce, by the kin...
2025-01-28 22:42:33 +0000 UTC
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"The trial is set for this afternoon. Why are you here so early?" A Stark guard in a gray cloak, naturally friendly toward men in black, spoke kindly. "Don’t linger at the gates of the Red Keep; you’re making us keep an extra eye on you. The sun’s blazing, and everyone’s tired. Go grab some food nearby and come back later."
"We’ve already eaten," Nina replied quickly, then added, "But Lord Aegor probably hasn’t! Come on, let’s find somewhere to eat."
A group of peo...
2025-01-28 22:42:12 +0000 UTC
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Aegor had anticipated the beginning but not the end.
He had expected to face questioning or an investigation for warning Tyrion, but what he hadn’t expected was this: the elaborate defenses he’d prepared never saw use because he was thrown directly into the dungeons of the Red Keep, where he remained for nearly a week.
Five days, six days? Maybe five and a half? In the dim confines of the cell, time blurred into a foggy haze. The only consolation was that he had been impriso...
2025-01-28 22:41:54 +0000 UTC
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Eddard Stark lifted his weary head from the desk.
He was utterly exhausted and in desperate need of sleep, but the Seven Kingdoms needed governance more than he needed rest. The king, who should have been sitting on the Iron Throne, was instead bedridden, nursing his injuries—or rather, lying face down in his chambers, leaving the mess he had caused entirely to the Hand of the King. Not that Eddard expected Robert to shoulder any responsibilities even if he were in perfect health.
2025-01-28 22:41:36 +0000 UTC
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The “eggs” were placed in their respective baskets as the Night's Watch began preparing to face the impending chaos that would sweep through the Seven Kingdoms. After a grueling night and day of turmoil that left Aegor both mentally and physically exhausted, he delegated the necessary tasks, settled the newly arrived brothers of the Night's Watch, and gathered his trusted companions—Jaqen, the siblings Neil and Nina, and his “personal guard,” everyone who had stood with him through ...
2025-01-28 22:41:17 +0000 UTC
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Leaving the city was easy; getting back in was a different story. After warning Tyrion and misleading the Gold Cloaks sent to capture him, Aegor found the gates of King’s Landing firmly shut upon his return. With no other choice, he headed back to the Night’s Watch compound. There, he spent a "humble" lunch with the lower-level staff in the cafeteria, staying until late afternoon. Only as the sun dipped low did the King’s Gate crack open—allowing entry but forbidding exit.
By t...
2025-01-28 22:40:58 +0000 UTC
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Aegor stood outside the gates of the Red Keep, frozen on the sloping hillside of Aegon’s High Hill. For a few seconds, he couldn’t move. He’d thought he had no power to intervene in this game of thrones and had no intention of getting involved. Yet here he was, not only drawn into the chaos but actively risking his neck—working against the side that had already won. What a way to die.
“What are you standing around for? Take that horse, quickly, before Lady Arya ends up in dan...
2025-01-28 22:40:40 +0000 UTC
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Within the Red Keep, even an idiot could sense something was off as a fully armed company of Gold Cloaks marched past in tight formation. The Night's Watch brothers escorting the wights gathered together, whispering among themselves with varied expressions.
"What’s going on? Is Westeros about to change dynasties again?"
"Let it change, then. If the Starks take the Iron Throne and rule the Seven Kingdoms, that doesn’t sound so bad."
"Lord Eddard—no, King Eddard—wou...
2025-01-28 22:40:20 +0000 UTC
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All actions have consequences, and Robert’s fate today was one of his own making.
Consider this: if all the Kingsguard were like Barristan Selmy, what could Jaime have done, even with three heads and six arms?
The Kingsguard exists to protect the king and his bloodline, with members chosen for their strength, loyalty, and wisdom. After the Rebellion, six vacant positions needed to be filled, including Jaime’s seat as a kingslayer. In an ill-conceived gesture of love for his ...
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"Ser Barristan," Aegor greeted the white-cloaked knight with a familiarity born of late-night conversations. Seeing him arrive, Aegor made the first move, offering a polite nod.
Eddard Stark, too, acknowledged the newcomer with a brief nod. "Barristan, is everything in order?"
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Yesterday, after learning of Cersei's plans for treason, Eddard and Robert had been forced to act against House Lannister ahead of schedule. The stakes were too high to ignore, and with no clea...
2025-01-28 22:39:41 +0000 UTC
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The usurper and the kingslayer—two Targaryen killers—faced each other.
Myrcella was still screaming and crying, struggling to persuade her “father” and “uncle” to stop fighting. Two white-cloaked Kingsguard, loyal to the king, obeyed Robert’s orders: one pulling back the prince and the other restraining the princess. Both had their hands on their sword hilts, ready to act at a moment’s notice.
As a member of the Kingsguard, Jaime felt a bitterness unlike any he h...
2025-01-28 22:39:22 +0000 UTC
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The Night's Watch brothers, all disarmed, followed the gray-cloaked guardsman who had vouched for them through the gates of the Red Keep. To Aegor’s surprise, their destination wasn’t the Tower of the Hand as he had anticipated. Instead, they stopped in a small square along the path leading to Maegor’s Holdfast, where none other than Eddard Stark awaited them.
As Hand of the King, Eddard had many pressing matters to attend to that day. Leaving his office was not something he did ...
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Jaime’s face twitched, and his right hand clenched the sword tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He wanted Cersei to live freely and happily, but more than that, he wanted her to live. But how? What choice should he make?
Jaime Lannister was no longer the reckless, naïve boy who had joined the Kingsguard sixteen years ago. Robert was no longer the man who had toppled a mad king and half of Westeros with him. And outside the gates of King’s Landing, there was no army of Wes...
2025-01-28 22:38:45 +0000 UTC
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Jaime was furious.
He had been woken early with urgent orders to leave for Dragonstone, only to find himself riding halfway across King’s Landing to the River Gate, where he stumbled upon the City Watch arresting his brother. Unease gnawed at him, and he immediately rode back to the Red Keep—only to find chaos unfolding there as well.
Cersei, not just his twin sister but his first and only love, was on her knees, clutching her face, looking fragile and helpless. Seeing her l...
2025-01-28 22:38:26 +0000 UTC
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Silence.
Robert sat at one end of the room in a high-backed chair, while the queen sat across from him on a low bed with the three royal children. Cersei held Myrcella and Tommen close to her on either side, while Joffrey, nearly grown and too old to cling to his mother, sat stiffly beside his sister.
The room was oppressively still, the atmosphere heavy and stifling, like the looming shadow of a mountain. Robert’s gaze bore into his estranged wife, while Cersei glared back wi...
2025-01-28 22:38:08 +0000 UTC
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It felt like a lifetime had passed in a single night. When Aegor stepped out of the River Gate garrison into the street, the world had transformed beyond recognition. Last night, he had been the central figure in the chaos, a man hunted by one side and fiercely defended by the other. But as the farce ended at dawn, he suddenly became just another unremarkable face in the crowd.
Descending the steps from the captain’s office, Aegor made his way through the garrison, past the training ...
2025-01-28 22:37:49 +0000 UTC
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The onlookers inside and outside the River Gate had just finished watching two separate spectacles—the "goldcloak infighting" and the "wight inspection"—leaving them either exhilarated or stunned. No one expected that once the gate opened, the two groups of "actors" would converge at the gate and deliver an even grander performance together: the goldcloaks arresting Night’s Watch members and Tyrion Lannister, only for a white knight to charge in midway and pin the goldcloaks’ leader t...
2025-01-28 22:37:29 +0000 UTC
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Early in the morning, there were far more people leaving the city than entering it, but the streets inside the River Gate were just as packed. Most weren’t preparing to leave—they were there to witness the spectacle of “goldcloaks against goldcloaks,” a dog-eat-dog scene that promised entertainment.
When a large number of soldiers had arrived the previous night, the residents in the area had been thoroughly frightened. But as the night passed without any fighting, their courage...
2025-01-28 22:37:11 +0000 UTC
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Dawn was breaking.
Inside and outside the city, early risers gathered near the gates, eager to either leave or enter King’s Landing. As the closest gateway to the bustling Blackwater Bay, Mud Gate handled the highest traffic of goods and people among the seven city gates. Though the gates of the capital were closed at night, ships arriving at the mouth of the Blackwater River after sunset would not wait for sunrise to dock. By morning, several ships had anchored, unloading goods and ...
2025-01-28 22:36:53 +0000 UTC
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The City Watch had no portable siege equipment, only fixed defensive weapons mounted atop the walls. In his haste, Slynt could only come up with the crude idea of using fire. A dozen soldiers from the eastern barracks were ordered to carry wooden barrels of oil and torches, rushing toward the gates of the Mud Gate garrison.
"Loose!" Ser Jacelyn Bywater, standing atop the walls, swung his iron hand decisively. Dozens of archers emerged, and the twang of bowstrings filled the air as a vo...
2025-01-28 22:36:34 +0000 UTC
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"Entrust your life to me? Don’t exaggerate. Just stay inside this building tonight, don’t go anywhere, and have your men guard the door. Those young lads in black seem reliable enough. I can’t guarantee there isn’t at least one of Slynt’s men in this garrison," Ser Jacelyn Bywater said, glancing at Aegor’s shoulder. "You’d better treat that wound. In the meantime, I’ll send word to Tyrion Lannister."
"Send what? He’s outside the city right now. Didn’t you just say t...
2025-01-28 22:36:15 +0000 UTC
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The full moon and the blood-red comet hung side by side in the eastern sky, casting enough light to keep King’s Landing’s night from being completely shrouded in darkness. With his escort detail in tow, Aegor departed from the eastern part of the city. They chose back alleys and narrow streets, descending from the affluent neighborhoods along Flour Street, winding down the gentle slopes of Rhaenys’ Hill, and plunging into Flea Bottom.
This was King’s Landing’s slum, nestled b...
2025-01-28 22:35:56 +0000 UTC
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The four thugs blocking the path were mere pawns, brought in to bolster numbers and provide backup. Their task was simple: “If the target tries to escape, stop them.” As long as they could stall for time until their leader and the main force arrived, their job was done. Among them, only one had ever drawn blood, while the other three had barely seen a fight. They were the kind of cowards who thrived in mob situations but wilted at the sight of actual resistance—especially when faced wit...
2025-01-28 22:35:38 +0000 UTC
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Before transmigrating, Aegor had never been a major business owner, let alone a national leader. He could never have imagined the terrifying power of capital until experiencing it firsthand. The Night’s Watch enterprise, a commercial entity that had existed for barely half a year, was something Tyrion often compared to his own daughter. And now, for the first time in its short life, this “infant” had swung its tiny fist—and the scales of victory tipped overwhelmingly in its favor.
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2025-01-28 22:35:20 +0000 UTC
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The City Watch of King’s Landing continued to harass and obstruct the operations of the Night’s Watch’s enterprise on the first day of Tyrion’s proclaimed “three days,” retreating only when Tyrion himself showed up with a contingent of men, feigning respect. However, Janos Slynt was not entirely without sources of information. By the second day, sensing the strange change in the wind, he ordered the gold cloaks to halt their interference.
In the eastern barracks of the Watc...
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