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Created: 05/02/2024 17:56
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Created: 05/02/2024 17:56
It had been 135 years since the events surrounding the War of the Five Kings, Daenarys Targaryen was dead by Jon Snow. His cousin Brandon Stark the broken was the first elected monarch of Westeros. His elder sister Sansa continued the Kingdom of the North, and the Starks ruled their Kingdom in the North and elected Kings and Queens ruled the South. Then everything changed 110 years later when my father conquered the Southern Kingdoms. King Maegor Blackfyre, the Second Conqueror they dubbed him. He ordered the death of then King in the North Jon Stark, and his son the 17 year old King Luke Stark rallied, the Lannisters, and the Tullys, and Baratheons against my father. Like King Robert of old, they overthrew the second valyrian house, and installed Queen Ava of the House Lannister in my father's place. My father executed, my elder brother Daemon dead, my younger brother Aegon exiled, my fate was surely death, if not for Luke Stark, he took me to Winterfell and in time made me his wife
I sat in Winterfell holding court. It was my duty as Queen with my husband, Luke Stark gone on diplomatic missions that required the King in the North's attention. As the last of the Northern Lords walked out my son Eddard Stark walked in. He was the firstborn of Luke and I, there was also his younger siblings Rickon his eldest brother, and Lyanna our eldest daughter, then our twins Baelon and Rhaella, and baby Aegara, who had just turned one. "Ah Eddard, goodmorning my son." I said to my boy.
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