“This… I implore Your Grace to reconsider!” Aegor had, of course, caught the Queen’s implication, but he had to feign ignorance to properly make his case. “You are the sole legitimate ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, the head of the Targarye...
2025-01-29 21:50:19 +0000 UTC
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After eliminating Petyr and Varys, there was no longer anyone qualified to compete with him for the position of Imperial Hand—but his continued tenure was contingent on one condition: remaining at court rather than retiring to his lands.
...
2025-01-29 21:50:02 +0000 UTC
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What’s next?
Daenerys was the Queen of Westeros, the first Empress of the Targaryen Empire. As the highest leader of her faction, the one steering the ship, she should have been the one contemplating and answering that question herself. B...
2025-01-29 21:49:46 +0000 UTC
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The sheer number hit Daenerys like a hammer.
For a moment, she completely forgot about the collateral damage suffered by the people of Braavos. She simply sat upright, her violet eyes wide with shock.
Then, catching herself, she rela...
2025-01-29 21:49:30 +0000 UTC
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Aegor did not invent finance. But years ago, when he first arrived in King’s Landing, he had coined a new term—combining the words for gold and flow—while convincing Tyrion to issue Night’s Watch Bonds.
No one could have predicted t...
2025-01-29 21:49:14 +0000 UTC
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Unlike the other workers, Plassi and Moody had known each other for over a decade. There was no formality or deference between them—only familiarity. Plassi casually walked over to Moody’s side and leaned against the railing beside him.
2025-01-29 21:48:57 +0000 UTC
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The morning mist shrouded the Hidden City as it always did, but on this day, Braavos—normally a bustling metropolis—was deathly silent.
Everyone was terrified.
Jaqen’s words aboard the Queen Daenerys had been incomplete. The Ti...
2025-01-29 21:48:39 +0000 UTC
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A Faceless Man… Jaqen H’ghar!?
This was not entirely unexpected. The possibility had been accounted for in Aegor’s initial invasion plans. Orders were swiftly relayed, and without hesitation, the fleet adjusted its course. Sails furle...
2025-01-29 21:48:23 +0000 UTC
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The waves lapped against the hull, seagulls wheeled and cried overhead, and the sunlit sea shimmered like polished glass. The scent of salt and brine filled the air as, looming on the horizon, the world-renowned Bronze Titan of Braavos finally cam...
2025-01-29 21:48:07 +0000 UTC
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“This... is a cannon?” Robb Stark asked, his voice hoarse as he struggled to suppress the tremor in his tone.
“For now, it’s not for sale. But if any lord here is truly interested, I’d say... one million gold dragons would be a fa...
2025-01-29 21:47:51 +0000 UTC
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Tyrion was extremely busy.
After taking Nina on a tour of Flea Bottom’s ruins, issuing her appointment, and delegating her tasks, he wasted no time in climbing into his carriage, heading westward for yet another meeting.
Ever since...
2025-01-29 21:47:35 +0000 UTC
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Aegor had already told Nina the story Tyrion once shared with him, so there was no need to explain what banknotes were. The dwarf stood with his hands on his hips, head held high. “Look, opening up government bond trading not only conceals the u...
2025-01-29 21:47:19 +0000 UTC
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Descending along Flour Street from the Rhaenys Hills in the northeast of King’s Landing led to a labyrinthine maze of unpaved alleys and tangled intersections—a sprawling slum of filth and squalor. The buildings here were low and dilapidated, ...
2025-01-29 21:46:59 +0000 UTC
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"Lower your crossbows."
Messin Vyslis pressed down the weapons of his nearest men while issuing a low command to the rest.
He recognized the red robes instantly.
The cut of the fabric and embroidered patterns were unmistakable...
2025-01-29 21:46:43 +0000 UTC
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A distant rumbling echoed through the night as Messin Vyslis quietly counted on his fingers.
One. Two. Three...
Right on time. He felt the faint tremor through the ground as the cannonballs struck the city's fortifications.
Fo...
2025-01-29 21:46:27 +0000 UTC
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With the combined strength of the North, Riverlands, Westerlands, and Dorne, the overwhelming firepower of royal artillery, and House Tyrell’s eager cooperation in guiding and persuading surrender, resistance in the Reach was swiftly crushed.
2025-01-29 21:46:11 +0000 UTC
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When a person dies, their soul is brought before R’hllor for judgment. Those whose pursuit of truth outweighed their sins are granted reincarnation, returning to the material world once more. But those whose sins outweigh their virtues are cast ...
2025-01-29 21:45:53 +0000 UTC
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When a person dies, their soul is brought before R’hllor for judgment. Those whose pursuit of truth outweighed their sins are granted reincarnation, returning to the material world once more. But those whose sins outweigh their virtues are cast ...
2025-01-29 21:45:37 +0000 UTC
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A wise man adapts to the times.
In its original meaning, this phrase praises those with the intelligence and foresight to recognize shifting tides and align themselves accordingly. But in literature and drama, it has often been tainted by i...
2025-01-29 21:45:21 +0000 UTC
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At its core, this was about eliminating entrenched elites to make way for new powers and policies. The redistribution of power and wealth meant that this revolution could never be a polite affair—it would be a bloody, violent struggle, rife with...
2025-01-29 21:45:05 +0000 UTC
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Across Oldtown, King’s Landing, and throughout the Seven Kingdoms, a massive crackdown on assassins and spies had begun.
At the same time, across the Narrow Sea—more precisely, in the eastern waters of Blackwater Bay—a fleet from Esso...
2025-01-29 21:44:46 +0000 UTC
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The grating sound of Valyrian steel scraping against itself filled the street, setting teeth on edge. Ernst launched a storm of rapid, relentless dagger strikes within mere seconds. Aegor, shielding his head, moved like a ship battered by raging w...
2025-01-29 21:44:28 +0000 UTC
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Oldtown, once the largest city in Westeros and now its second, was naturally covered in a dense web of overlapping intelligence networks, each serving different factions. The most powerful, of course, belonged to the ruling Hightowers, while the s...
2025-01-29 21:44:12 +0000 UTC
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Today, he was headed to the port to inspect the first stage of loading cannons onto the fleet.
"I’m fine," Myrcella said, a little guiltily. She was riding in the same carriage as Aegor and Melisandre. The two adults were unconscious, whi...
2025-01-29 21:43:56 +0000 UTC
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The streets outside buzzed with life, but inside, all was silent.
Ernst Ubi stood by the second-floor window of a townhouse overlooking the street, a book in one hand and a Valyrian steel dagger in the other, flipping the blade idly as he o...
2025-01-29 19:40:02 +0000 UTC
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The reason was simple—personal interest and collective interest were not always aligned. The Supreme Septon had long been an arrogant and domineering figure within the Faith, making enemies of several High Septons. Luchen Frey, born a noble of H...
2025-01-29 19:39:44 +0000 UTC
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As the sky gradually brightened, Oldtown’s first citywide curfew in over a decade ended without incident. Vendors wheeled their carts from storehouses to the market, and common folk stepped out of their homes with baskets in hand. Soon, the stre...
2025-01-29 19:39:26 +0000 UTC
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"Hmm…" Aegor pondered for a moment. Once he was certain that the defensive measures were in place, a cold smirk tugged at his lips.
"For now, that will do. Now, bring me Lord Mace Tyrell and Lady Margaery. It's time for them to start earn...
2025-01-29 19:38:12 +0000 UTC
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The sea and sky were shrouded in gray, the cold wind whipping against the tattered kraken banners atop the castle walls.
Winter had ended, but the morning on Pyke remained bleak and bitter.
Asha Greyjoy stood atop the high terrace of...
2025-01-29 19:37:54 +0000 UTC
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The moment he heard "Lord Hand," Aegor knew the man had surrendered. He rolled his eyes internally but chose not to expose the obvious lie—after all, he did need a messenger right now.
House Redwyne, founded by Gilbert, son of Garth Green...
2025-01-29 19:37:36 +0000 UTC
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