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Chapter 63

"Hmm." Eddard Stark nodded steadily, his way of acknowledging greetings. He stayed seated on his horse, reins in hand, as he observed the fledgling Night’s Watch office with mild interest. A fain...

Chapter 62

The sun rose, heralding the start of another day. As usual, Yoren, the wandering crow, headed to Flea Bottom after breakfast to “recruit” new brothers for the Night’s Watch. Tyrion, unusually...

Chapter 61

At night, rest was still out of the question. Aegor and Tyrion crowded into the room, working by the light of a dozen candles to create the first-ever Night’s Watch bonds.

A stack of the f...

Chapter 60

Aegor, unfamiliar with King’s Landing’s streets, relied on Tyrion’s knowledge of the city. While Tyrion didn’t know every corner like the back of his hand, he had lived there long enough to...

Chapter 59

After a nap and confirming with Yoren that he wouldn’t be leaving for the Wall anytime soon, Aegor set out with Tyrion. Riding through the streets on horseback, they began discussing the details ...

Chapter 58

In Winterfell, a steward or servant would undoubtedly have enthusiastically arranged Aegor’s lodging and meals for the night, but this was Dragonstone. Stannis Baratheon’s dictionary likely did...

Chapter 57

"I don't know, but I can make an educated guess," Melisandre said, her lips curling into a faint smile as she gave Aegor a playful wink. "After all, I'm sitting across from the first White Walker s...

Chapter 56

In the world of Ice and Fire, is it impossible to survive without noble status? While this notion might be an exaggeration, it holds true for most of Westeros. No one is a protagonist blessed with ...

Chapter 55

Lying is an art, and Aegor had learned a particularly practical technique from discussions in his previous life: to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself. What is the most unassailable tr...

Chapter 54

Perhaps sensing the murderous intent emanating from the man, or realizing her own overstep, the casual air on Melisandre’s face faded. She locked eyes with Aegor for a long moment before a faint ...

Chapter 53

The Dragonstone guard, holding a knife shorter than his palm, hesitated for a moment, then shrugged apologetically at Aegor as he approached.

Bound at his torso and limbs, Aegor could only m...

Chapter 52

Aegor had to admit, Melisandre was an alluring woman. With her striking red hair, piercing crimson eyes, and an undeniably beautiful face, she stood out even more in her vibrant red robes—robes d...

Chapter 51

Following Tyrion's advice, Aegor sought out a retired mine overseer who had once managed a Lannister gold mine and now lived in King’s Landing with his children. After much persuasion, he managed...

Chapter 50

Following Tyrion's advice, Aegor sought out a retired mine overseer who had once managed a Lannister gold mine and now lived in King’s Landing with his children. After much persuasion, he managed...

Chapter 49

In Aegor's original world, what he was about to attempt would undoubtedly be seen as stepping on the toes of the banks—essentially challenging the machinery of the state. With one accusation of i...

Chapter 48

"That's right. If my shop faces new issues, I'll come back for another loan. As long as the gold I earn eventually ends up back in the Iron Bank, this cycle can go on indefinitely," Aegor said with...

Chapter 47

“Heavens, I must apologize for my earlier lack of clarity.” Aegor waved his hand with a casual smile. “Let’s start over. I’ll explain my plan’s feasibility and merits with a game. You�...

Chapter 46

A mere Night’s Watchman, yet commanding the Hand of the King to draft a formal letter with the direwolf seal. Aegor undoubtedly benefited from the reduced vigilance his black cloak afforded him, ...

Chapter 45

"Good afternoon, brothers of the Night’s Watch. How can I assist you?"

Lord Stark, now the Hand of the King, was as courteous as ever. At least Aegor now knew that his courtesy wasn’t an ...

Chapter 44

Before transmigrating, Aegor had followed a simple principle in his professional life: do his job diligently, but never take on tasks outside his scope, and certainly never sacrifice his leisure ti...

Chapter 43

The two black-cloaked men fell silent. Since the Lannister had spoken, there was no need to argue further. They followed the trio of Lannister master and servants along the main roads of King’s L...

Chapter 42

With Eddard Stark's steadfast example over the past decade, respect and goodwill toward the Night's Watch had become a tradition in the North. However, as the journey south continued, Aegor experie...

Chapter 41

At Robb Stark’s gesture, the guard turned and left, shutting the door behind him. The room fell silent, leaving just Aegor and the young Lord of Winterfell. The one-on-one situation made Aegor sl...

Chapter 40

The stark contrast to the grand banquet hall during the king’s feast was striking. With many of the long tables and benches removed, the previously crowded hall now felt spacious and empty. When ...

Chapter 39

"Aegor, why aren’t you going?" Will grabbed his arm in panic, his voice trembling. "Is it because everyone on this patrol is going to die? Is it?!"

The first light of dawn crept over the h...

Chapter 38

Tyrion wasn’t wrong—Aegor couldn’t muster any joy. His earlier excitement at finally leaving the Wall had been doused by the deluge of tasks awaiting him. The weight of these responsibilities...

Chapter 37

Aegor raised an eyebrow. "Not good news? I can't imagine anything worse than what I've already heard."

"Not necessarily bad news," Tyrion said with a sly grin. "I did manage to convince the ...

Chapter 36

"What?" Jon couldn't follow Aegor's train of thought.

"We of the Night's Watch exist to fend off wildling raids and the threat of the White Walkers. Tell me, which is better: tirelessly keep...

Chapter 35

Benjen left, and Aegor walked out of the room with a spring in his step, intending to find Tyrion.

From the beginning, Tyrion Lannister had taken the initiative to help. Aegor, however, wasn...

Chapter 34

The air was thick with tension, but Tyrion was no warrior, and no matter how heated their argument, Benjen Stark wasn’t about to physically clash with him. After some deliberation, Maester Aemon ...