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POV: Helman Tallhart; Torrhen's Square. Year 285, second day of the second moon ... Helman was in his study after dinner. After three days of planning, many Lords and guests, began to leave Torrhen's Square to return to their respective lands. Currently, only the guests of House Reed, Bolton and Dustin, were present. Now, the moment the Master of Torrhen's Square had been waiting for had finally arrived... To deal with Lord Roose Bolton in person. The Lord of Dreadfort had just taken a seat in…-
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POV: Ser Haymitch Rivers; Torrhen's Square. Year 285, 28th day of the first moon. The evening after the announcement of the Warden of the North... Ser Haymitch was completely drunk... but no more than usual. This was the second week he'd resided in Torrhen's Square. And now, in clothes 'not fit for a Knight', he stood before the door of a room in the castle. A young guard, still slightly bruised, stood in front of the entrance. "Good evening, Ser Haymitch. Lord Stark, has been expecting you..."…
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POV: Dacey Mormont; Torrhen's Square. On the night of the celebration of the 'Champion of the Tournament'... Dacey, had tried hard to convince, her cousin, that she too could drink the alcoholic beverages served at the banquet... The answer was always 'NO'. The banquet had yet to begin, many Lords and Ladies had yet to take their seats. Lady Dustin had not yet arrived... Even though, Dacey, was only 8 years old, even she understood that her cousin, Lord Jorah Mormont, was sad because of love…
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Hello everyone, I would just like to make a brief announcement: With this chapter I have marked the milestone of 100,000 words written.... Thank you all very much for your continued support and encouragement! I assure you that a me 6 months younger would be in disbelief and amazement at this milestone. I'd just like to take a moment to commemorate a faithful companion of mine...'Thank you Asus Notebook!'...you've served me for 6 honorable years of service...you've dropped 98,804 written words...but I…
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POV: Barbrey Dustin; Torrhen's Square. Twenty minutes before Ser Haymitch won the fight. Lady Dustin, was in the stands of nobility. The woman was forced to change seats repeatedly over the course of the last two hours.... At least six lesser lords and eight knights tried to seduce her in every way that noble etiquette allowed. She cursed inwardly, Duncan Tallhart, at least twenty times over the last two days. Ever since he had persuaded her to wear that dress and that perfume, she had not only…
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POV: Roose Bolton; Torrhen's Square. One day before the start of the Tournament.... "Lord Bolton, we are honored that you have responded to our invitation. Torrhen Square, welcomes you, my Lord." Said Helman Tallhart with a respectful tone and a friendly look. "The honor is mine, Lord Helman. House Bolton thanks House Tallhart for his hospitality." He replied, Roose Bolton giving a small smile and a bow. "Come, my lord. You and your men, you must be tired after such a long journey...ah, I note…
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POV: Duncan; Torrhen's Square. Year 285, 16th day of the first moon. "Tell me again, please." Lady Dustin implored. She and her nephew Domeric Bolton, a page in her service and son of Roose Bolton, had arrived at Torrhen's Square two days ago. "All right, my Lady. But this will be the last time....Catelyn Stark, was staring at me with a suspicious, murderous look. At that point I began to play hard to get...I said, 'A TRUE DEFENDER AND PROTECTOR OF WINTERFELL JON! KUDOS!'...'KEEP YOUR GUARD UP…
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POV: Eddard Stark; Winterfell. About two hours after the shriek of an enraged Lady... The young Lord of Winterfell, walked briskly to his rooms. He was fresh from over two hundred apologies to his guests for the outrageous behaviour of his Lady wife... Helman Tallhart was shocked and confused within the first few minutes of the tragic event...as was everyone in that room. Ned had, quite literally, dragged his wife from the halls...he had publicly apologised more than once. Helman Tallhart seemed…
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POV: Eddard Stark. Winterfell. Year 284, 13th day, of the twelfth moon. The Lord of Winterfell was exhausted. His eyes burned and were red. He had worked late into the evening on dozens of documents. Now it was finally time to go to bed. His wife, his Cat, was already waiting for him in their rooms. Ned came in after saying goodnight to his guards. He had tried to close the door carefully by being quiet. "Gnnniigh!" The wooden door creaked.... "...mmu...Ned is that you?" Catelyn asked, half…
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Hello everyone, sorry for the delay in the release of this chapter. Unfortunately a letter on my keyboard, which I won't name, decided not to work today. Small technical problems already solved! Thank you all for your support and Happy Reading!!! POV: GreatJon Umber; Last Hearth. Two hours after a brave boy lost consciousness.... GreatJon Umber, Lord of Last Hearth, was drinking his fifth pint of fine ale of the evening. Next to him sat a seven year old boy dressed in fine clothes, a red leather…
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