The mountain villages were without a lord, and yet they did have a castle which an elderly man of noble lineage called home. He styled himself Lord Tibolt Maelfaes of House Thurandin, but lived as…
Teaching had never been the occupation of choice for Tyrion Lannister. He realized he had the brains to make it work, but temperament was another thing altogether. Yet when he came to know that almost…
“You’re spoiling her, Tyrion,” Sansa chided, observing her husband reclined on a picnic blanket feeding their donuts to the dog. They were in the midst of enjoying something of an overdue honeymoon, and…
The journey into the mountains was precarious, as the roads were narrow and often ran along steep precipices. But Sauriel was skilled at navigating such places, her many years traveling the world coming…
The first week after leaving Caffe was hard. Sansa was very weak and skittish, and the rough ride in the back of Sauriel’s wagon along winding inland roads, heading towards the mountains, did…
It was a nightmare…but it felt so real. All the faces flickering like candles and melting like wax. There was Tysha, the peasant girl who had been his first love so many years before,…
The next day was the ball concluding the harvest festivities. It was to be held at the manor of Lord Torquil, the victor of the competitions. And naturally, Sansa was expected to be there at…
Two weeks had flown by since Sansa had given her scarf to Lord Torquil at the opening night of the Harvest Fair. Two weeks of the festivals and games, bread and circuses, tournaments…
Sansa and Tyrion went on more than a few adventures into the woods that spring, sometimes on their own, and sometimes with Arya the puppy, who would bark at every bird and squirrel,…
Even the longest winter eventually melts into spring. So it was in Davneros some four months later, when the icicles started to drip and little streams rushed along the streets that had previously…
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