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    On her honour, Naerys had not known her drunken fool of a cousin had conceived a passion for her handmaiden, nor that her fair friend had deigned to meet his glassy gaze. Naerys had always been fanciful, but even she could have never dreamt Daeron would steal Roslin away in the dead of night.

    Her father had been bemused, her mother affronted, her grandfather furious. Roslin had come to the Red Keep as a hostage, the price her family paid for their inaction during the Rebellion. She was never meant to be a dragon’s bride. How the gods favoured her proud, ancient blood.

    She could still hear her uncle’s cursing, something along the lines of the fucking Hightowers again. In the end, Daeron and Roslin seemed content in their punishment: exile to serene Summerhall.

    Naerys thought the scandal excessive. If the Hightowers were truly beginning the game anew, Daeron was a poor choice for pawn. Her father would sit the Iron Throne; after him, Valarr.

    As for herself… well, she would find her own path.

    (In which Princess Naerys dreams of song and splendour while Prince Daeron's wife spirals in her sorrow)

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    "I don't believe my will's quite free/I'm half machine, at least half steam./Aquinas, call on me." - Dessa, 'Velodrome'.

    “I have a letter we must speak about,” he says, and after a moment’s hesitation, reads it aloud, slowly and clearly, to her.

    Aemma stares at him blankly, only registering that it is a letter from the King. She thinks she met the King once, when she was very small and he and his family visited. She couldn’t have been any older than four or five. It was before Prince Duncan ran off with that peasant girl and gave up his rights to the throne. Now it will go to his brother, Prince Jaehaerys. Septa says he was mad for love. Aemma can’t comprehend of such a thing, but then again, she has never fallen in love, and she certainly hopes the first man she falls for is not poor and lowborn, no matter how pretty his looks.

    “Aemma,” Father says, gently, “the letter is about you and Prince Maegor.”

    (Jon Arryn's daughter by Jeyne Royce survives. Aegon V seeks a marriage into a loyal house for his troublesome nephew. Chaos ensues.)

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    Jon Arryn, revered and respected Hand of the King, is dead. Though many assume his death to be of natural age, others have suspicions... including his widow, Lady Lysa, who is determined to make up for her strange grief-induced amnesia by being the best damn detective King's Landing has ever seen. With her flair for dramatics, regrettable habit of jumping to wild conclusions, and questionable disregard for law enforcement, what could go wrong? Anything and everything, as it turns out.

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    “Then let me be the thief,” she whispered a low, ruinous melody that seemed to hum against his very bones. “Let me take it and give it to you. I am tired of being a jewel to be traded, Duncan. I would rather be a woman, and I would rather be yours.”

    In which a Targaryen princess meets a hedge knight and calamity ensues.

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    21 Jul 2026

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    "Don't try to get up," Colt says. His voice is very even. "Stay right there, Ry. Just stay."

    The man between them looks almost bored, which is somehow the worst thing about him. He checks his watch. He looks at the door.

    Come on, Colt thinks. At no one. At the door. At the empty idea of rescue. Come on. Come on.

    He doesn't let himself think the name.

    He thinks it anyway.

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    15 Jul 2026