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Game of Thrones: The White Dragon - Chapter 7
The rest of the day continued without incident, with Vaelon's final joust being against Lord Renly Baratheon, King Robert's youngest brother and Master of Laws on the Small Council. The crowds cheered for him when he emerged, but they roared for Vaelon. Despite the incident with Ser Hugh, he decided to continue in the tourney. Their first tilt broke both lances with the second going to Vaelon who unhorsed Lord Renly with a well-placed blow to the chest, sending him to the ground and snapping off a golden antler from his helm. He was later handed the broken antler as a prize by Lord Renly himself which he accepted with courtesy before giving it to Nymeria as a gift, later promising to have it melted down in Sunspear's forge to make her a new bracelet.
The rest of the competition was watched from the sidelines with well-earned food and drink. They had no favorites to cheer, so they watched with mild interest as Lord Beric Dondarrion rode against a hedge knight in a checkered cloak who ki
Only For You (Yandere!Joffrey x Reader) 2/2
On opposite sides of a small table, sat two woman dressed elegantly. Light conversation flowed between them until they were interrupted abruptly.
"Mother, you are looking radiant this evening."
"Thank you, darling boy. I did not hear you come in. My, Joffrey, you are looking handsome this evening, does he not Y/N?"
"Your Highness..." Slowly, the other woman shifted in her seat to stand.
"Please don't get up. There is no need to bow between friends, is there?"
"If you say so, your Highness-"
Addressing his mother, Joffrey began, I apologise greatly to interrupt your evening but would it be alright to escort the Lady back to her rooms?"
"Of course, it is getting late."
Embracing the younger woman, Cersei locked eyes with her son over the woman's shoulder. With a sigh, Cersei relinquished the hold and smiled at the younger woman. "Mayhaps another evening we will finish our conversation. Goodnight Y/N."
"Goodnight your Majesty-"
You're Kidding, Right? (GOT x Reader) Chapter 12
Heavy panting next to me and the sloshing of water somewhere in the vicinity rouses me from what feel likes must have been a pipe dream. Groggily, I feel the exhaustion leave my body and shift my back against the thing pressing against my spine. I then proceed to fall flat on my back onto the floor as the support slips.
Rolling over onto my front I shake my head to clear my sight. When I finally push myself up, almost as if performing half of a press up that I will never do, I watch a pair of small bare feet mostly covered by a long hem of a heather nightdress weave in and out of the shadows cast from nearby dim candles, wander into view, pattering on the stone floor that raises the goosebumps on my neck and legs.
"Who are you?"
"Reasonable question all things considered. I did just turn up in your... bedroom." A bed, a bookcase stacked with peeling leather bound, dog-eared tomes, an uneven side table, an array of slim windows slotted in the walls and othe
You're Kidding, Right? (GOT x Reader) Chapter 11
An argument is growing as I nudge myself through a crowd of armored men in the house colors of the Lannisters, with a few Stark flags near the edges. The tension is thick enough that if it were anything but a metaphor, I could probably taste it.
When I emerged from the crowd I was greeted with the sight of Robert stood up; crown-less and possibly more sober than usual. His wife Cersei stood just behind his side and her disgusting son Joffrey next to her. Next to me stood Ned with Arya tucked under his arm and Sansa to her right with her eyes downcast.
"What of the beast that savaged your son?" Cersei spat at her husband with eyes narrowed in malice and her face pointed more than usual as if she had sucked on something particularly sour.
"What's going on?"
Robert swung around to face me before a dopey grin spread across his face as he spread his arms wide in greeting, "Ah Y/N, nice to see you. We can talk in a bit when this is dealt with."
"Well?" Cersei insisted haughtily.
You're Kidding Right? (GOT x Reader) Chapter 8
"Well...fuck. You know, honestly, I have had enough of this bullshit."
I had awoken to the sight of spears being thrust into my face, close enough that despite the freezing snow my back was deeply lodged in, I could feel the biting iciness from the metal. So close to my face that if I struggle or breathe too hard I could cut myself. The people above re heavily wrapped in furs tied clumsily with rope and decorated with various adornments. One wears a string of seashells in various sandy colours on a long rope that lays over their chest. Another wears a string of small bones in various strings of connected rope.
"UP!" A spear swipes the air next to my ear before the staff of wood raps against my skull twice. The throbbing pain of a headache awakens and I can barely hide the grimace of pain before arms reach out and pull me from the depths of my newest resting place and I'm dragged up into a standing position. Soaked, my dress sticks to my skin heavily despite the obvious cold it burns my
A Need to Suffer Chapter Forty
The foursome was silent save for the emanations of combined footfalls crunching through the freshly fallen snow. Cecil and Temeric were uncharacteristically stiff pacing themselves somewhat awkwardly behind their lady and Ramsay. The men felt intrusive now given the two's shared connection as it cast an insular aura around the couple that had huddled in a tightly interwoven mass of furred cloaks. It wasn't an intended slight, and neither guardsmen took it as such, but they were grateful all the same that the march moved at a hurried clip through the woods and courtyard only slowing when they'd returned to the foyer.
At the onset of their return, both Ramsay and Sansa were lost to the thoughts of the coming conversation. Each were anxious for different reasons pondering their own private ruminations about the other as they walked arm in arm. Sansa evaluating how to proceed and what questions Ramsay would feel comfortable entertaining at this juncture where the
Daenerys Faces the Final Boss
Mother of Dragons—
Now she waits for her shot.
Her shadow lands
Across craters and sands
Silver as her locks.
By Gods both old and new,
She has sworn to see this through,
Across three discs, and at last—
On four, with the blood of Old Valyria
And some really good materia,
A spell she begins to cast.
Above, wide wings wax,
Summoned by mana tax,
As something evil wakes.
With her party sequestered
In a land more westward,
Alone with Drogon, she must face
An ending entity
Of icy enmity,
This: the final boss.
Active time gauge now filled,
Daenerys uses her skill:
Fire and blood. She says, “Dracarys.”
Game of Thrones: Tale of the Red Wolf - Chapter 16
Torrhen was standing by the window, gazing out over the Vale, when he heard the rapping of knuckles against the door to his chambers.
"Who is it?"
"It's your mother, Torrhen. May I come in?" At the sound of her voice, Torrhen grimaced. He had half a mind to leave her out there, but he knew that he couldn't be angry at her forever. He responded in the affirmative but remained where he was as she entered and the door closed behind her. She appeared to be carrying a tray with plates of food which she set on the table. "We missed you at supper."
"I wasn't hungry."
"I'm glad to see that you are alright. Did you have any difficulties on the ascent?"
"No, mother. The climb was uneventful."
"I'm glad to hear it." "Torrhen, I'm sorry about…"
"About what, mother?! Kidnapping my friend, nearly getting him killed or leaving him to the mercy of a madwoman breastfeeding a boy older than Rickon?!" He yelled, whipping around. "He has done nothing at all to deserve this! Nothing!"
"Torrhen, the L
A Need to Suffer Chapter Thirty-Nine
Her words hit him like a collapsing avalanche, and all Ramsay could do was stare at Sansa in shocked horror unsure if what he'd just heard was reality or a figment of his imagination. As the impact of the revelation subsided, an immediate rage coursed through him. Betrayal swirled and cinched at his heart to know that Sansa had gone off to meet with his mother against his wishes (even if not said implicitly the implication had been made.) What Sansa had done was far worse than bringing the past back up again; she had excavated it to manifest from a memory into pointed action. What did she hope to garner from communicating with that cunt? Was she looking for ways to hurt him further than the physical pain and humiliation she'd already put upon him by drudging up a person he'd rather forget?
Ramsay's jaw cemented tightly baring his teeth as his body became rigid. He hadn't spoken other than his exclamation of initial surprise when Sansa had announced her tidings
The North Remembers Part 1
The harsh wind blew it's cold wrath. A girl stands enduring it's icy pain. A girl of short white hair Standing motionlessly. Not moving a muscle. Almost as if she were frozen. Yet she opens her eyes. They are clear blue ... blue as the sky. She looked ahead ... staring at the path ahead ... It was time to set out ... It's time that the world pay for all that it has done.
Mistral was a small, yet well built woman, with short round light auburn hair, and a large bang that nearly covered her left eye. Her skin was becoming a bit more pale after her time in the North. It was as smooth as if it were made of snow. And her eyes were as grey as a sky that could not decide whether to poor drenching rain or a thunder clap on some hapless victim below.
She was watching Bran at the range. She watched as he was preparing his shot. Jon was helping Bran by whispering in his ear, as usual. Eddard and Catelyn Stark watched Bran with pride. Mistral
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Prince of the North [Robb Stark x reader] Part II
It was a long travel for the Forrester even though it took just a one-day to get to the Starks. [Name] was trying to help her mother to keep the younger siblings busy. Until Asher rode beside her,
“Have you sent a raven to Jon Snow?” he asks
“I have, I told him that we can’t wait to see him,” [Name] says
“Please do not tell that you are also interested?” Asher wined rolling his eyes, [Name] just laughs at his brother’s reaction.
“Asher, he is younger than I and I’m more than sure that he is not interested in me,”
“Why not, you are a proper lady and I don’t know if Rodrik would agree about but—“
“Are you trying to find me a husband?” she asks raising her eyebrows at his younger brother.
“Oh, I do not have time for that. I’m curious that’s all,”
“Oh little brother, are you worried about your older sister going to be wed?” she teases him. Asher looks aw
Prince of the North [Robb Stark x reader] Part I
House Forrester has always been loyal to House of Starks, they would be always be there when they go to war or when needed aid. Today, would be the first time that they would be inviting them to their house. The Starks wanted to appreciate their loyalty to the house and to the King.
“Mother, why do we need to go visit the Starks?” Ryon, the youngest of Forrester asks as they prepare for their departure.
“Well Ryon, they are really good aids of your father and they want us to celebrate and have a feast with them,” Elissa answered his youngest son. They were also live in the north about a day or and two of away from house Starks.
“Do we still have to go?” He asks again.
“Ryon, do not worry. I’m sure you will enjoy your time there,” Ethan, the second youngest answered.
“Besides, you can meet Bran and Rickon—I’m sure you can play with them,” Talia, Ethan’s twin answered. Ryon did not seem to buy but agreed
The Dragon Whispers Part 2 [Jon Snow x reader]
You were woken up by Missandei entering her chambers, “[Name] wake up, your sister would be awake soon and there is a lot to get done” you slowly got up from your bed and followed Missandei out of your chambers.
“I do not understand why she is awake at this hour?” you mumbled to yourself. You are obviously not awake yet, barely even conscious.
“That’s why I have a bath prepared for you and join for breakfast this morning,”
“Morning Milady,” Jon stood in front of you and Missandei, you were suddenly woken up from this state and replied to Jon rather quickly.
“Jon! Morning,” you said trying not to blush. You also just realize that you were wearing your night town, which is made of silk that shows your curves and your upper body. Jon realizing that he was staring at you too long; looked away and bowed.
“I will you see at breakfast Milady. I will be preparing for today events,” with that Jon walk with haste, leav
At ends meet Part 2 [Tyrion x Reader x Jaime]
No one in King’s Landing knew who [Name] was, except Jaime and Tyrion. [Name] would never see this day coming, reunited with the Lannister brothers.
“Podrick, didn’t you know that I have something important to do?” Tyrion said annoyed as he is being dragged to Jaime’s chambers.
“But Lord Tyrion, Lord Jaime sent me to—“ Tyrion sighed heavily and cut off Podrick, “He better have a good reason for calling me,” Podrick opened the door to Jaime’ s chambers.
“Jaime!” Tyrion called his older brother, “You have some explaining to do—“ he paused. He saw [Name] and Jaime talking and laughing but that wasn’t what made Tyrion stop in his tracks. It is the fact that Jaime is touching [Name], with his hands around her waist. [Name] noticed it and moved away from Jaime’s hold, she cleared her throat.
“Tyrion, glad you could make it,” [Name] said without making it awkward. Jaime noti