The Tale of the Trident

by CCyan

Basically: Two hundred and seventy-six years ago, Lord Paramount Bryan Tully fought for and won his independence from Ageon II with the help of his son-in-law Lancelyn Lannister. He founded the Empire of the Trident which has now grown massive in size. I'll be adding some new mountain clans and other houses. just FYI

1. Chapter 1

The red fork was cold as ice. Winter had come and the snows had began to fall three days past. The Prince of the Trident waded through the water. The river filled his boots and made him fear for his feet. Once safely upon the other side of the river, Theon Tully scraped the snow of a rock and seated himself. He drew his longsword from its sheath and rose. Theon thrust with the sword in the air and swung it in a circular motion. The day was colder than usual. Although it was not unusual in the Empire of the Trident as it was in the rest of Westeros. Three hundred years ago Emperor Bryan the Great had risen in rebellion against King Aegon Targaryen and won his independence with the help of his son-in-law, Lord Paramount Lancelyn Lannister of Casterly Rock. Lannister stayed on as Lord Paramount but now payed his homage to the Emperor of the Trident. Since then, the Empire had gone southwest and taken Old Oak, Golden Grove and the Shield Isles, they had stretched north taking the Neck, Cape Kraken and Moat Cailin. In the east the Valemen were conquered and in the west the Iron Islands fell before the might of the river.

"Is the air dead yet?" Theon heard a voice coming from his left. He turned and saw a red stallion trotting towards him. The master-at-arms of Riverrun, Ser Bryce Reyne was perched atop the horse with one hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Ser. I don't think you can kill air or that's what Maester Terrence told me" japed Theon.

"Aren't you tired of fighting air?" said Ser Bryce and dismounted "I would see how good I am at teaching"

The knight tied his reins around an oaken branch and unsheathed his sword.

Theon took stance and readied himself. Ser Bryce lashed out at Theon's face. Theon parried the blow and stabbed at his opponent's chest. Reyne slapped the blade aside with the flat of his sword. Ser Bryce struck Theon's legs with the flat of his ornate sword so that the Prince lost his footing and fell.

Ser Bryce sheathed his sword and pulled Theon to his feet.

"Your father wishes for you to join him. He's planning a conquest of the North"

"A conquest? Is not the Empire large enough?" asked Theon, frowning.

"My job is to train and fight not to question his grace" replied Ser Bryce