When Robert and his two brothers, Stannis and Renly, lost their father, Lord Steffon Baratheon, to a tragic shipwreck near Storm's End, they were left fatherless and forever shaped by his death.
Compared to Robert and Renly, Stannis was not as likeable. However, Maester Cressen regarded Stannis as his own son and cared for him deeply. The two men shared a bond that ran deeper than most.
Viserys's proposal to send Cressen to King's Landing was not just to rid himself of the old Mae...
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Once Robert and his party boarded the ship and departed from Dragonstone, the dark storm clouds loomed over the towers. Contrary to everyone’s expectations, the feared thunderstorm never came. Instead, a gentle drizzle began to fall.
Above the island, Viserys and Dany rode their dragons into the sky, soaring over Dragonstone. The other dragons, having never seen any others outside their own brood, were curious about the massive towers carved in the image of dragons. Some circled the t...
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Tywin stood back, watching the chaos unfold as more nobles rushed toward the flames. In his eyes, those seeking death were simply pawns. A part of him even suspected that the dark clouds above had thickened in response to these reckless "sacrifices." If that was the case, he wouldn’t hesitate to let a few more throw themselves into the fire.
Jaime, however, was less cold-hearted. Unlike Robert, he didn’t relish watching noblemen fall to madness. He quickly ordered his soldiers to se...
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Perhaps Robert sensed he had gone too far, so he chose not to pursue the matter further. Soon after, fresh soldiers replaced the terrified ones on the Stone Tower, and they resumed their watch over the approaching fleet.
"Your Grace, the enemy fleet is still forty nautical miles away!" came the report.
Melisandre had advised that the sacrificial ritual should begin when Viserys's fleet was within ten nautical miles. The chanting, she insisted, had to be performed by all, with the ...
2024-11-09 15:02:01 +0000 UTC
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The largest of the dragons, the yellow dragons circled above Dragonstone, its massive wings casting a shadow over the gathered nobles. A series of exclamations erupted from the crowd, many of whom looked terrified.
Robert instinctively placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared menacingly at the beast above him.
"M-M-Mother! The dragon! It's a dragon!" cried Tommen, his voice shaking.
"King" Joffrey, normally bold and unafraid, stood fr...
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Dragonstone.
It was here that the ancestors of the Targaryens arrived, bringing their five dragons from Valyria. The castle itself was a testament to their power, built with the legendary magic and architectural skill of the Valyrians. The stronghold resembled a colossal dragon, its black stone towers jutting into the sky like a beast frozen in mid-flight. Among them, the “Stone Tower” was the tallest, perched atop a 200-foot mountain of stone, high enough to gaze out over a hundred...
2024-11-08 15:04:01 +0000 UTC
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As Hand of the King, Tyrion not only knew that Robert had removed the idols from the Sept, but he was also aware that they were soon to be sacrificed. Naturally, he had no say in the matter. Though Tyrion himself didn't believe in any gods, he understood that they were the faith of many.
"The cook made us a delicious meal, so why are you thanking the Seven Gods?" Tyrion had once remarked dryly.
In these tense times, with war looming ever closer, Tyrion was surprised to find himsel...
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Viserys had grown immune to these so-called "prophecies." He recalled the first time Benerro had told him he would die while incubating the baby dragons, and then another time, when Benerro had said he would be devoured by the Undying Ones. Now, it was the Red Witch’s turn.
A long sword was supposed to pierce his chest, a mortal wound. But Viserys was unimpressed.
"Even if the sword pierces my chest, you didn’t see me die, did you?" he said, his tone dry.
Melisandre’s ...
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"Let's go together."
"Me too?"
"Of course, we need to let her recognize the 'real king' and the 'fake king.'"
It was already late at night. Margaery, however, still hadn't fallen asleep. Horas, who was guarding outside, kept talking, convinced that Viserys was belittling Highgarden.
Margaery’s thoughts, however, were different, compared to him, she was much calmer, and Margaery kept pondering Viserys's intentions. 'Is he trying to send a warning to Highgarden? To...
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Before the dragons hatched, Benerro once said, “The dragons are the light.” But in the original timeline, Melisandre sacrificed the statues of the Seven Gods to forge a sword for Stannis. The sword glowed with an orange-red light, yet it was more appearance than substance—lacking the legendary heat it was meant to possess. That is why Maester Aemon remarked, "False light only leads to deeper darkness."
Now, Melisandre had the potential to not only sacrifice the statues of the Seve...
2024-11-07 15:04:00 +0000 UTC
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Not wanting to appear rude, Margaery quickly bowed as soon as she stepped off the ship. “Your Grace, I am Margaery Tyrell, daughter of Lord Mace of Highgarden.”
Her handmaid and Horas followed suit, bowing alongside her. However, Margaery’s gesture left the young man in front of her visibly confused.
“Lady Margaery, I am Young Connington, son of Jon Connington. I’ve come to greet you on behalf of His Grace,” he explained.
Margaery felt her stomach drop. She hadn...
2024-11-07 15:03:01 +0000 UTC
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Outside the semi-basement room, a young girl with her hair covering half her face peered through the window. Inside, two women in their twenties sat. One had olive skin and red hair, while the other had milky skin and black hair. They were both the daughters of the Red Viper, captured on Dragonstone along with their father.
Obara, with her auburn hair, sensed Shireen's gaze. Expressionless, she turned her head to look at her. Shireen, terrified, immediately drew back as if someone had d...
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After escaping from King's Landing, the Red Viper did not head directly south.
Dorne.
Dragonstone.
Even if he traveled south, after crossing the Crownlands, he would still have to pass through the Stormlands before reaching home. He couldn't go west either, as that would lead him to the Riverlands. Heading east was an even worse option. Although he could cross the Narrow Sea to Pentos, before doing so, he would first have to pass Dragonstone.
Thus, he had no choice but...
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Dorne, Sunspear
After learning that the Red Viper had left King’s Landing and that Viserys planned to attack Westeros within three months, Doran Martell swiftly summoned the vassals of Dorne.
In the Great Hall beneath the Sun Tower, hundreds of loyal bannermen gathered. Unlike other kingdoms, Dorne’s advisers rarely, if ever, disagreed with their liege since the forging of the Iron Throne. If Sunspear called upon them to resist, they resisted; if Sunspear made peace, they bowe...
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When Tyrion arrived, he found a small paper figure sitting on the Red Viper's desk by the window. In the dim candlelight, from outside, it looked as though the Red Viper had been at the desk all night. The guards, tasked with keeping watch, had been fooled by the clever illusion and assumed he hadn’t left. It wasn’t until dawn that they realized something was wrong.
Tyrion sat at the desk now, holding the small paper cutout in his hands, staring at it in silence. His legs dangled fr...
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Westeros.
Crackclaw Point.
Dyre Den.
To ensure only the best warriors from Crackclaw Point were selected for the Order of the Dragon's Wings, they had to engage in a brutal battle. So far, over thirty men had been injured, and four had even lost their lives. After such fierce competition, 300 elite warriors, clad in black armor and cloaks, were finally chosen.
"These lads could charge through an army of 1,000 men!" Bennard exclaimed, practically drooling as he gazed at...
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Dany didn’t feel much envy when she heard the news of Shinelli’s pregnancy. She understood that the reason the slave owners of Slaver's Bay had dared to ally with the people of Qarth against them was because Viserys had no heir.
Even the mighty Dragonlords of Valyria in their time had needed to forge alliances to consolidate their power. Now that the Targaryens were no longer producing many heirs, such alliances were inevitable. Without sufficient strength, no one would have accepte...
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“I have less than a year left,” Shiera said softly. “You can think of me as just a tool, like House Sennesta... I just want to live.”
There was a pleading look in her eyes, especially striking because of her heterochromia—one eye blue, the other green—giving her an almost demonic allure. No other man had ever resisted her gaze.
“Enough. Stop talking,” Viserys interrupted. The truth was, he couldn’t bear the idea that his offspring might carry someone else’s sou...
2024-11-05 15:04:01 +0000 UTC
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For Mathos, the entire situation had been instigated by Xaro of the Thirteen. Viserys's decision to target the Thirteen Merchant Guild seemed not only inevitable but also strategically advantageous for Mathos. After all, the Thirteen had long been a counterforce to the Pureborn, and getting rid of them would consolidate power in favor of the city’s old bloodlines.
The annual tribute of 500,000 golden dragons, though burdensome, was a price Mathos was willing to pay if it meant sparing...
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Young Connington, who was guarding nearby, felt his heart race as the black and red flames filled the sky. His hand brushed the hilt of his sword, and he quickly recoiled as if shocked by the heat. The air around them had grown so scorching that even their weapons and armor had become too hot to touch.
He glanced at Dany, perched atop her silver dragon, relieved that it was she—not the dragons in a full rage—guiding the flames. Her restraint allowed the dragons to carefully avoid he...
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The House of the Undying was decaying, of course, from a lack of vital energy. But Pree wasn’t about to admit that.
With a smooth voice, he said, "Your Grace, the key to immortality lies in the immortality of the soul. As long as the soul endures, the body has the potential for eternal life. We’ve come to seek that truth. How can you let something as trivial as appearances stop you?"
Pree coaxed and spun his lies with practiced ease, trying to keep Viserys on the path toward t...
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Viserys’s refusal threw a wrench in their plans, and Egon’s smile faltered for just a moment. He was unsure how to convince the royal siblings of the city’s safety. Should he boast about its impregnable walls or its well-armed guards?
Before he could respond, Pree stepped in smoothly, his voice soft but filled with assurance. “It’s fine, my lord,” Pree said, using his tricks. “Let her stay outside if it pleases her. We will ensure she is comfortable.”
As Shiera had...
2024-11-04 15:04:02 +0000 UTC
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Though Viserys kept his dragons flying high enough to avoid any potential crossbow bolts, the sight of them circling above the bustling port of Qarth caused an instant stir. Tens of thousands of tourists, sailors, and travelers crowded the docks, their gazes drawn upward. Even slaves and laborers paused in their tasks, eager for a glimpse of the legendary beasts that had vanished from the world for centuries.
Where the dragons flew, chaos followed: horses and mules bucked and neighed in...
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“Come here, all of you!” the blue-haired man barked, his voice slicing through the air. The sailors, who had momentarily abandoned their posts to gape at the dragons, snapped back into action and scrambled toward him, quickly repositioning the massive ballista to a more open spot on the deck.
"Boss!" one sailor called out, gripping the crossbow's controls. "The blue dragon’s the closest, but the yellow one's the biggest! Which one should we target?"
The assassin wiped a fine...
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As soon as Viserys dismounted from the dragon, he could barely contain his eagerness and immediately questioned Pree about immortality. Pree was taken aback by his enthusiasm but intrigued.
To assert his expertise, Pree began weaving half-truths about the path to eternal life.
“So,” Viserys asked, “you mean you’ve tied your life to an object that can exist indefinitely, sharing your life force with it?”
“Yes, exactly,” Pree replied, leaning in as if sharing an ...
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Quaithe is to Daenerys what the Greenseer was to Bran—both mysterious figures who provide cryptic warnings and subtle hints. Quaithe's prophecies to Daenerys are numerous, detailed, and often perplexing. For instance, she once told the Mother of Dragons:
“If you want to go north, you must journey south. To reach the west, you must go east. To go forward, you must go back, and to touch the light, you must pass beneath the shadow.”
While this prophecy is vague and open to inte...
2024-11-03 15:04:00 +0000 UTC
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Overwhelmed by the pressure, Hizdahr had no choice but to reveal everything to Viserys, explaining the plan from start to finish.
For the past month, the slave owners of Slaver’s Bay had gone to great lengths to lower Viserys's guard, all to lure him to Qarth. At the heart of their scheme was the Warlocks' House of the Undying.
In the original timeline, the Mother of Dragons had led her small khalasar across the Red Waste and arrived in Qarth with no choice but to trust the Warl...
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At his desk, two large lamps flickered as Hizdahr read the latest news from Astapor.
Reports of Viserys's movements had already spread across the other Free Cities, sparking unease among the slave owners. What unsettled them most was the sudden disappearance of Missandei, the young translator who had warned Viserys of their plot. Worse yet, Viserys had mentioned being "reminded" of a betrayal by someone else. This revelation sent a ripple of dread through Slaver's Bay—there was a trai...
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The dragon carried Viserys as it soared low over the heads of the Unsullied, casting a massive shadow across the Plaza of Pride. The wings of the dragon blotted out the sun, and its shadow swept across the disciplined ranks below.
Viserys looked down at the soldiers beneath him, most of them between fourteen and twenty years old. Their features betrayed their diverse origins—natives of Slaver's Bay, Dothraki, men from the Free Cities, Westerosi, and those with dark oli...
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In the Plaza of Pride, the Unsullied stood in disciplined ranks, a hundred soldiers per formation. From the front, they resembled a dense forest of steel. From above, they appeared like rows of steadfast brown shields, covering the square in an unbroken line.
Above them, a great dragon soared through the sky, but none of the Unsullied looked up. Their helmets, crowned with spikes, remained steady as a rumor spread quietly among the ranks: if they served the silver-haired young ruler lon...
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