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CHP 45: Blood & Honor

Robb put a hand on the long table before him, and calmly looked into the crimson eyes of his greatest ally, and perhaps the greatest present threat to the Seven Kingdoms. The flecks of gold seemed ...

CHP 44: A Ruler's Wisdom

The next day started with an oddly beautiful morning.

The grey clouds and light rain that had become par for the course over the previous week had faded away during the night, revealing a cle...

CHP 43: The Starks of Winterfell

Unsurprisingly, my suspicions about the two very different peoples clashing rang true right the next day after the northmen settled in.

"So you really slept with half the maidservants at Rive...

CHP 42: First Men

Robb opened his mouth to say something but the older woman that had rode in with me moved first. Quietly, she approached the Stark and asked something I didn't care to listen to before she turned t...

CHP 41: A Cheeky Reunion

(A/N: Minor grammar edits, no need to reread it if you have already.)

I sat alone on one of Riverrun's battlements, back against the wall, curiously tugging at the strings of a harp I'd 'borr...

CHP 40: Monster

Petyr Baelish looked at the giant of a man before in silent apprehension, hiding his sweating hands behind his back as his gaze flickered between Karl and the laughably confused Edmure Tully. The K...

CHP 39: The Northern March

Robb Stark watched with steely eyes as men sworn to his father, now him, marched from beside the road. The North was home to a hardy and fierce people who'd grown accustomed to the terribly harsh w...

CHP 38: Serpentine Rival

I felt something prick at my mind and my natural reaction to that was whipping around and tearing down the tree... but, I stopped myself just before I could.

Whatever had tried to affect me w...

CHP 37: Mightiest Foe

Edmure Tully led me through a long winded corridor, with windows  past lords of high and low birth and dozens of knights talking amongst themselves. Some among them made light of just how much...

CHP 36: The Young Trout

"What do you think, Jonos? Are all the rivermen here?" I asked curiously, steadying the increasingly stand-offish Roach as I turned to look at my companion.

The River Lord scratched his thin ...

CHP 35: The Little Man

I'd come to realise that I'd severely overestimated the pace human armies moved at when I noticed Addam had started growing something of a beard, it was scraggly and thin at best but still... Robb ...

CHP 34: Small Council Meeting - III

(A/N: I did some minor grammar edits, you don't need to read it again if you already have..)

The first thing Cersei noticed when she set foot into the Small Council chamber was a momentous sh...

CHP 33: A Mountain To A Dragon?

I dismounted Roach slowly and cast a wayward glance at the burning settlement outside the main castle as I made my way past the raised portcullis, hand atop the hilt of the broadsword I'd pried off...

CHP 32: Human Heart

The so-called Brotherhood without Banners had made its home in a wet cave inside the forest and as I'd come to notice, was little more than a band of angry common folk who'd lost someone to the hor...

CHP 31: Gods of Men

As I rode back to Pinkmaiden, all around me seemed to blur as I pondered over my actions with the Lannister Host.

I had routed them... but not wiped them out in the same total fashion as all ...

CHP 30: Side Quest - Battle At Blackwater Rush

Tywin Lannister was the Warden of the West, the Shield of Casterly Rock, and the Head of House Lannister... and as all knew, he was not one for humor, not one for forgiveness and not one for loss.<...

CHP 29: Nature of War

My map grew increasingly extensive with each stop I made to figure out what my general location was. 

This was often because I didn't use any of the roads or paths on my journey.

I...

CHP 28: Trouble in the South

Pinkmaiden received us with open arms once they learned of my connection with their liege lord, the steward led me to a room in one of the keep's towers, and it was... good enough for a night's sta...

CHP 27: Aged Heart

Upon some inquiry, I found out there was no definite location or trace to follow to track down this so-called Mountain That Rides, a title I found to be metal as all hell, save for a trail of pilla...

CHP 26: Small Council Meeting - II

Cersei Lannister once again found herself seated in the Small Council chambers, smelling of rich perfumes, with the grace of a Queen.

Furnished with fine carpets from Myr, intricate tapestrie...

CHP 25: Hearts of Men

The rivermen wilted like grass as I walked back their way, their skittish eyes held doubt and fear, and none made any attempt to approach... or even comment on my actions.

Instead, they backe...

CHP 24: Gods Among Men

Robb Stark sat in silence, watching as Lords of great and small renown alike mingled about the Great Hall, shouting and japing while others came to near blows...

The Northern Host would soon ...

CHP 23: Memory of Home

Thankfully, my worries about Roach outright exploding if I blessed him turned out to be largely unfounded, instead, it made him go from a dark brown to a much lighter, his size increased exp...

CHP 22: 'Good' Decision

"What did you do?" Jason Mallister asked me calmly, both hands on the wooden table between us... He studied my expression with narrowed grey eyes, as a lord would.

He'd called me to his solar...

CHP 21: The Black Dread

In the ancient and gloom-filled great hall of his ancestral seat Pyke, Balon Greyjoy sat on the Seastone chair, hard black eyes wandering over the few captains and lords that had gathered, talking ...

CHP 20: Ancient Foe

I found myself standing on a sea of sand, the air lied still, and I smelled nothing...

Yet, overhead, a storm raged ceaselessly, dark clouds swirled and flame-coloured lightning struck in the...

CHP 19: Might Makes Right

My so-called ‘exchange of blows’ with Lord Jason Mallister had gone about as expected, with him in the dirt of his castle's training yard the moment he neared me, he took his loss with more gra...

CHP 18: A Rare Bout of Reflection

I cast one final glance at my handiwork as I untied Roach from the tree I'd left him at.

"Impenetrable fortress, bah."

Most of the so-called Twins were just gone, though I'd made sure t...

CHP 17: Natural Order

Stevron Frey was the firstborn son of Lord Walder Frey, his mother was Lady Perra Royce, of the House Royce from the Vale of the Arryns, and the heir to the Twins that raised his house, House Frey,...

CHP 16: To The Riverlands

Casting one last glance at the gradually disappearing towers of Winterfell, I patted the dark leather satchel at my side with a satisfied smile.

"Let's see now."

There were quite a few ...