RHAEGAR
Rhaegar stared at his sword. The blade lay on his desk, looking incredibly dull, as if the ancient steel absorbed any light that dared to touch it, even in the darkness of his chambers.
He felt tired. Not the physical exhaustion from lack of sleep, though there was that too, but a deeper exhaustion, one that seeped into his bones. There was also confusion, a...
2025-11-14 07:30:33 +0000 UTC View PostTYWIN
Fifteen days later. The Small Council chamber was tense, the air as heavy as hot iron. It was as if everyone was holding a deep breath, and no one dared to exhale it. On the large table in the center of the room, a map of Duskendale and the coastal regions of the Crownlands lay unfurled, untouched cups standing like forgotten cyvasse pieces.
This was ...
2025-11-13 01:15:56 +0000 UTC View PostJAIME
The next day, the afternoon air felt pleasant to breathe in Lord Hoster Tully's private solar. The room smelled of fresh flowers and beeswax, with warm sunlight streaming through the tall windows.
They were currently not seated behind a massive desk cluttered with parchment and paper, a symbol of formal power. Instead, they were on a set of comfortable sofas a...
2025-11-11 03:22:42 +0000 UTC View PostRHAEGAR | JAIME
Father was gone.
Rhaegar watched from the high window of his chambers. Down below, in the dusty courtyard, the small retinue looked pitiful for a King. Only Ser Gwayne Gaunt of the Kingsguard, a few sworn swords, and King Aerys himself. No pomp, no great banners. Only the arrogance of a man convinced that his mere presence was enough to make Lord Dar...
2025-11-09 03:54:20 +0000 UTC View Post"Look, he is laughing!"
Rhaegar's voice sounded proud, a sincere tone rarely heard in this court. He was sitting in a comfortable armchair in his mother's chambers, holding Viserys, who was just eight months old. While making a silly face, hiding his face behind the curtain of his silver hair before reappearing with wide eyes and a broad smile.
Viserys, in response, let out a pure, ...
2025-11-07 01:33:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning came with a palpable relief. The sky, which yesterday was grey and gloomy, had now changed to a brilliant, unblemished blue. The sun shone brightly, its light feeling warm on the skin, and the menacing grey clouds seemed to have poured out all their rain and departed.
The air felt so fresh, as if the storm had cleansed the entire world. When Catelyn took a breath, she could sm...
2025-11-05 08:24:05 +0000 UTC View PostCATELYN
The entire Keep of Riverrun had been bustling for the past two days, as if a giant hive had been kicked.
Servants scurried to and fro like quickened shadows, the sound of their footsteps echoing on the stone floors. They cleared dust from the crevices of the wood carvings in the great hall, polishing the old shields on the walls until the Tully trout emblem ...
2025-11-04 14:27:23 +0000 UTC View PostJAIME
"This journey will take more time than we thought."
Tygett Lannister's voice, low and heavy as stone, cut through the silence of the dimly lit room. Outside, the rain that had been only a drizzle had now turned into a fierce, raging storm. It no longer fell; it was poured from the bruised gray sky. The trees on the edge of the muddy road howled, their bare bra...
2025-11-03 06:57:39 +0000 UTC View PostGERION
"The red house yonder," Oberyn Martell suddenly spoke up, his smooth voice carrying clearly over the market din. He pointed with his chin toward a three-story building painted a striking wine-red, from within drifted the sounds of flirtatious music and the high, shrill laughter of women. "I hear it is a place of some passion, Gerion," Oberyn grinned, his hot, Dorni...
2025-11-02 03:39:15 +0000 UTC View PostTYWIN
Night came with a sudden and almost brutal speed, as if a heavy shroud of black velvet had been forcefully drawn across the skies of King's Landing. Within the countless corridors of the Red Keep, servants hurried. Candles were lit one by one, their trembling flames fighting a losing battle, small flickering points of light trying to pierce the thick darkness...
2025-11-01 03:38:06 +0000 UTC View PostTYWIN
Tywin Lannister sat with Aerys Targaryen beside him, in a relaxed room shrouded in the afternoon silence. Golden light penetrated the windows, dancing on the light dishes of cheese, fruits, and a jug of dark Dornish red wine served on the low table between them. The silence was so thick, so intimate, as if only the two of them existed in the world.
Aerys's pur...
2025-10-31 03:05:55 +0000 UTC View PostCATELYN
RIVERRUN, 277 AC
Dancing, dancing was the lesson Catelyn loved most. Among all the duties of a Lady, embroidery made her fingers stiff, sums made her head dizzy and sleepy, only dancing felt like freedom.
She had been doing this for as long as she could remember, in this same room, under her mother's gaze and now, her teacher's, Sherra...
2025-10-31 01:50:06 +0000 UTC View PostWHISPER IN THE WIND
The sight was so grand, so large, that Gerion himself felt as if this were a dream. The ship loomed before him on the busy docks of Lannisport, its hull gleaming in the morning sun. Its size alone was astonishing, far larger than the usual merchant ships that filled the harbor. Its tall masts pierced the blue sky, its neatly furled sails promising wind...
2025-10-28 09:53:27 +0000 UTC View PostJust drew this cover, hope you guys like it, lol.
Tywin watched his son, who looked back at him calmly, but for a moment Tywin could see a brief twitch at the corner of his eye. Yes, this was big news. Tywin knew it. Discussing marriage at the age of nine indeed seemed premature, but this was not about romance or childhood. This was about the future of House Lannister, about securing power for generations to come.
"I have thought of seve...
2025-10-25 18:51:23 +0000 UTC View PostJAIME
Jaime walked with Jon down the long corridors of the Red Keep, a quiet feeling of satisfaction still lingering from his morning music session with Prince Rhaegar. Creating something new felt like an antidote to the often suffocating atmosphere of the court.
Then, he saw her. At the end of the hall, standing like a statue of ice in the afternoon warmth, was Cer...
2025-10-24 14:07:06 +0000 UTC View PostJAIME
Jaime sat in his room as the first dawn began to break. The morning air was cool through the slightly open window, bringing with it the dampness from Blackwater Bay and a thin blanket of mist that still clung to the lower parts of the city.
Sitting on a wooden chair at his writing desk, Jaime unfurled a parchment scroll that displayed the fiery handwriting of ...
2025-10-22 22:11:31 +0000 UTC View PostRhaegar
"So this is how you meet all sorts of people?" Rhaegar asked, his voice barely audible above the din of the bustling tavern on River Row.
He sat on a rough wooden bench, feeling the stuffy warmth of dozens of bodies around him. The air was thick with the smell of spilled ale, sweat, smoked fish, and something cloyingly sweet from a cold meat pie. The sounds ...
2025-10-20 18:52:36 +0000 UTC View PostTYWIN
Tywin Lannister exited the Small Council chamber for the umpteenth time with a sour taste in his stomach. The meeting, like so many before it, had been an exhausting exercise in futility.
Today's problem was the same as last week's: piracy. They had lost another merchant ship, this time a large cargo vessel carrying silks from Myr, swallowed by the pirates who...
2025-10-18 22:18:40 +0000 UTC View PostRHAEGAR
The afternoon arrived quickly, bringing with it the suffocating heat so characteristic of King's Landing. Rhaegar walked through the crowded streets, an act that always felt like a performance. Though he wore a simple, unadorned traveling cloak, his silver hair was a curtain that could not be hidden. People moved aside, bowed, and whispered as he passed, their gaz...
2025-10-16 22:01:26 +0000 UTC View PostRHAEGAR
Breakfast passed in silence. A heavy, dense silence that felt like a physical weight in the room. On the long, polished wooden table, a feast fit for gods was laid out: spiced eggs from Dorne, thick and savory bacon, warm bread fresh from the oven, fruits from the Reach glistening with dew, and silver pitchers filled with milk and sweet wine. The aroma of deliciou...
2025-10-15 14:53:26 +0000 UTC View PostAfter a long and grueling month's journey, they finally arrived at King's Landing. The cramped, swaying carriage finally came to a halt, and for the first time in weeks, Cersei felt a silence that wasn't accompanied by the creaking of wheels or the whinnying of horses. What first came to Cersei's mind, as she peeked through the small window, was how magnificent the buildings were...
2025-10-13 15:18:44 +0000 UTC View PostHi! As you may have noticed, the updates for the Naruto fanfic, 'Those Hands,' have been slow. So, I want to inform you that this fanfic will be on hiatus for a while, maybe a month. I am currently working on the plot and re-reading the manga, and to be honest, I sometimes experience writer's block as well.
So, it's okay if you want to unsubscribe. I don't want to keep you waiting. Thank ...
2025-10-13 11:17:54 +0000 UTC View PostTywin Lannister sat alone in the vast silence of his solar in the Tower of the Hand. A fire crackled softly in the hearth, the only sound to break the thick quiet. Outside, King's Landing pulsed with its filthy, noisy life, but here, in this center of power, the world seemed to be held at bay. On his massive oaken desk, among the reports and royal decrees, lay a letter from Caster...
2025-10-12 16:52:08 +0000 UTC View PostAfter two weeks, after two damned, relentless weeks where his muscles screamed and his patience was tested to its limits, Jon finally saw it. And the sight, strangely, left him speechless.
On the long table in the center of the workshop, arranged in neat stacks, lay the fruits of their labor. Paper. But not like the coarse, thick sheets they had produced before, which were mor...
2025-10-11 13:12:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe central bonfire crackled cheerfully, sending orange sparks up into the star-strewn night sky. The last echoes of Wyr's sermon still hung in the cool air, his words of hope and construction sinking into the respectful silence of the crowd. People began to disperse, moving slowly back to their tents or to the warmth of the large town hall, their voices a low, satisfied murmur. The nigh...
2025-10-11 09:37:16 +0000 UTC View PostCLEOS
Cleos Frey wasn't sure why he had agreed to come along. The forest was cool and pleasant now, with the sunlight filtering through the canopy of oaks and pines in golden pillars, and the air was filled with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. But "learning archery," as Jaime had called it, was not something that held any interest for him.
He stood a ...
GERION
The caress was so subtle, almost imperceptible against his sleep-warmed skin. Gerion felt the woman's arm draped across his chest, its softness a contrast to his hard muscles. The faint scent of perfume lingered in the air, a remnant of the previous night's pleasures. He didn't remember her name. Lyla, perhaps? Or Serra? It didn't matter. What mattered was the war...
The sound of a stab. A tear. A slash. The clang of clashing metal, followed by a muffled scream. A face filled with terror, eyes wide as I plunged the kunai into his chest.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Tsukasa awoke from his dream with a sudden jolt. His heart was pounding in his chest, the remnants of adrenaline from his dream still coursing through his veins. He sat bolt ...
JON
It was coarse and thick. Jon stared at the newly lifted sheet with nearly unbearable frustration. It was an unappealing pale gray, its texture more like worn-out sackcloth than something you could write on, and there were little clumps of fiber that stuck out from its surface like warts. After days of pounding the damned cloths until his arms felt like they would fal...