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"The corpse must not be older than a night, your grace," said Ser Gwayne Corbray, the discoverer of Prince Lotaryon's corpse.
Daeron gazed at the horrible state of the corpse, legs removed, head cut and a wound in the belly. "If we consider that the body was hidden in the bushes of the...
Daeron was in his solar, sitting behind his desk. Alone and isolated from the excitement that prompted on the outside. He was tired, and that he could confidently admit. In the past fortnight, he was crowned king, judged on a trial base on ridiculousness, and single-handedly managed this royal...
"Are you biting your nails, my prince?" Valter asked him. He, Aenyx, Aerys and Ser Selvy was waiting outside the throne room. A week had passed after Aenyx and Aerys attended the carousing party, and according to Lord Royce, everything was ready to set their plan in motion. Right now, a large...
You have no idea how happy your comment made me feel! Thank you!
I'm glad that you liked Aenyx and his gang's character. It was very important for me that the readers would come to like my main cast (Which rather than having household names such as Bloodraven and Daemon have Aerys the biblophile.)
Correct me if I'm wrong but I believe you are on the first few chapters. I can confidently say that he won't have a good time in King's Landing, but I hope by then you would come to like his immorality and assholeness. Because the point of the story is that he would slowly become a sociopath in...
Oswin knocked upon the door to Lord Lannister's apartment. On the behest of the king, he was to plan the upcoming wedding and to do that: he would need a financial record of the realm's treasury. Lucky for him, his co-councillor, Lord Lannister, would be ever professional in providing them for...
He felt the warmth of the sunrise falling on his skin as he slowly opened his eyes and parted his lips. His eyes wandered around the room as he quietly whispered, "Is this heaven?" his voice rasped, and he coughed.
Aenyx rolled his eyes as he witnessed Ser Selvy, "Well, he's fine," he decided...
A banquet was held in a hall as broad as Aegon's black dread, both in width and length and height. A night of merriment, to be filled with randan and revelry, for the coronation of a new king. And what a coronation it had been, mused Daeron, deep in brooding, A drunk septon, a rotted crown, and...
"Long Live King Daeron!" chorused a group of peasants as they gathered near the sideways, eager to touch Daeron but were stopped by his guards, though not so harshly. Daeron smiled at their remarks, though not feeling overjoyed. He had heard them plenty from commoner and noble alike when he was...
"There are more than twenty houses sworn directly to the crown; amongst them, Hayford, Farring and Celtigar," Ser Selvy stopped to pour milk for himself. From two or three hours ago, the trio, Aenyx, Valter, and Ser Selvy, remained in the library while Shiera and Brynden took their leaves. They...
"Well, that was fun while it lasted," said Aenyx as he raised himself from the hard stone; he was referring to the affair which Valter started by admitting to killing the poor girl or 'helping her become a cat', according to him. The whores got mad at that; it was a surprise to see the...
"YOU BASTARD" shouted the tallest of Aenyx's brothers, Daemon, if he was not mistaken. He drew his longsword and was about to attack Cedryc when Daeron ordered him silent.
"No brother, let him do, for his right," Aenyx turned to Celtigar. "You are a bastard, Lord Celtigar. I should have known...
Aenyx heard the echoed sound of falling water as he opened his eyes. Regaining his consciousness, he realised he was lying in a void of space. There was only an astral atmosphere with starry beings flying all around, almost like a grand planetarium, a real one at that. He walked through and felt...
In a quiet district of the grim isle, behind the palisade, where none but crabs walk, Aenyx stood and stared. Amidst the barren field, a tall tree was grown, where he leaned. he beheld the infamous spears of the merling king, the spears that confined him into this barren isle. He chose safety...
Standing upon the deck, Aenyx couldn't help but feel dull. It was perhaps three days when they sat off into the sea, and all he remembered of land now was but a dream. The Comet, or 'the pride of Maidenpool', as Valter would like to call it, was speedy, for it swept them through the peninsula...