Hi there,
First 'What If' scenario will be number 2 – Crown forces win the Battle of King's Landing.
I'm doing the scenarios that are the furthest changes in terms of the time line so 2, 3, 1, 5, 8, 6, 9, 4, 7, 10. Number 10 scenario will be a snap shot into a world where Robert died on the Trident not Rhaegar. Have edited the last chapter to reflect this.
Please remember the following scenarios were not chosen as the final/original versions for various reasons so they are not going to be the most realistic/believable (in my opinion) but just fun scenarios for me to play with. E.g this one is basically worst-case scenario for team Targaryen Restoration.
It might be worth re-reading Chapter 104: A Mother's Mercy and a Father's Fury to settle back into the story at the right moment. Just ignore the ending where Daenerys attacks during the night. Here she attacks in the morning.
This is a part one of two as this scenario got away from me and became very extensive. I split it into two parts for ease of writing (for me) and reading (for you) - 'Battle of King's Landing' and the 'Aftermath.'
Chapter 120: Scenario 2 – Battle of King's Landing
Next morning …
Just inside the Walls of King's Landing, Seat of power of House Baratheon (Tyrell, Lannister, Arryn) Crownlands, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms
"That's right, run you fucking cowards!" Oberyn bellowed at the retreating Lannister and Reach men with Randal and Dickon Tarly dead at his feet. The walls of King's Landing burned behind him.
His eyes were fixed on the golden gleam of Tywin Lannister's armour as his men protected his withdrawal away from the onrushing Dornish and Northern soldiers. Obeyrn wasn't worried. No one escaped justice and his enemies only had so far, they could run to but he was on the cusp of achieving something he'd waited decades to achieve and his patience was on a knife's edge. He could taste Tywin's future screams in the air around him.
Robb approached, wiping blood from Trident's Vengeance, "They'll be setting up a defensive formation in Cobbler's Square with luck my brother and the Unsullied will reach the Guildhall of the Alchemists and cut off any further pullback towards the Red Keep. We'll have them trapped."
"Then let's go," Oberyn said, enthusiastically. Rage coursed through his blood and it sung for his long-awaited revenge on the Old Lion.
Ten minutes later …
Cobbler's Square, King's Landing, Seat of power of House Baratheon (Tyrell, Lannister, Arryn) Crownlands, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms
Artys dismissed the messenger and found Tommen in the middle of his personal guards, "Word from the Lion's Gate, it got blown apart and the Dragon Queen's savages are making their way towards the Guildhall of the Alchemists. If they get there before us we will be trapped between them and the Northmen and Dornish."
"You are saying we need to abandon this post?"
"Yes," Artys said firmly.
Tommen looked conflicted but a commotion over Artys shoulder took his attention.
"Grandfather!?" Tommen yelled as Lannister and Reachmen ran towards them to reform their defensive shape around Tywin beside Tommen while the Reachmen mirrored the Valemen in their tight grid facing the direction of the walls of King's Landing.
"Ready yourself!" Tywin shouted, "They're coming!"
Artys looked beyond the red and green to see the rushing waves of Dornish and Northmen a couple of hundred metres behind their prey.
"Archers! Nock! Loose!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.
The arrows flew over the still forming Lannister and Reachmen. Artys took some satisfaction from the thudding sound of the arrow points piercing flesh before shouting orders to his men to brace themselves.
The Dornish and Northmen screamed as they charged. Spears and swords clashed with shields in the messy lines of fighting. Artys's covered and empty eye socket itched when he saw Robb slashing man after man. He smiled as he made his way towards his former friend with his Great Axe held tight in both hands.
"Time to repay you for my eye and Lord Royce's death," Artys grumbled as each step took him closer and closer to the traitor that had nearly ended his life.
A few minutes later …
The Cobbler's Square was more red than it was grey now and bodies littered the floor but still, the fighting raged on.
"Surrender and I'll make sure you are sent to the Wall," Robb tried, avoiding the edge of Artys's Great Axe.
"A lie! What use is there for a Night's Watch now? And besides, you hold no power, you gave that up the moment you knelt for that Dragon bitch!" Artys roared swinging his axe in an arc that missed Robb but caught a Dornishman, cutting clean through his arm and into his torso.
Robb lunged to take advantage of the axe's cumbersomeness but Artys released his hold on it and drew Silver Fang while stepping out of Robb's range.
"Your father would be disappointed in you!" Artys threw as the two halves of Ice clanged together.
"Perhaps, but I always do what I believe is best for my people!" Robb spat over their swords as Artys aimed a powerful kick at Robb's shin that had him on the floor gasping in pain.
Before Artys could take advantage, he was accosted by teeth, claws and a storm of growling fury that knocked him to the ground. He felt the wolf's fangs tear at the skin near his neck and only his two large hands at the wolf's own throat stopped it from tearing out his own.
Then there was a whined howl and the pressure snapping down at him disappeared to be replaced by Tommen's concerned face and his bloodied sword. The wolf was dead at the young King's feet.
Artys picked up Silver Fang and took the offered hand up. He scanned the square; Robb had repositioned behind his line of Northmen. There was no hope of resuming their duel now. Too many opponents now lay between them.
"We need to retreat now before it's too late," Artys puffed, still recovering from his near-death experience.
"I've already called for it," Tommen assured, glancing around himself, wary of the next incoming attack.
A black shadow passed over them and the green and bronze scales of the dragon dazzled in the sunlight as it landed on top of a few building's rooftops near the square. It didn't immediately join the fight but rather allowed its two riders to dismount.
"We need to go now!" Artys shouted, the appearance of the dragon only enforcing the need to flee their current positioning. Both Kings joined the mass retreat of the crown forces down the King's Way towards the Red Keep as archers shot volleys to deter an immediate chase.
"No, No, No! You are not going to slip through my fingers again," Oberyn raged as he saw Tywin Lannister marshalling the retreating flow of red, green and blue. He raised his spear in encouragement. "Onwards!"
Trystane was by his side but he noted the Northmen were staying with their King in the square. Yellow-bellied cravens the lot of them, Oberyn chided in his mind.
Oberyn and Trystane led the Dornish forces to the exit of the square and resume the chase on the King's Way. As soon as Oberyn turned the corner he realised his overzealous mistake. His eyes went wide as he saw at least a hundred Lannister archers waiting for their advancement with their bows ready. He saw the smile on the Old Lion's face and his lips move to give the command.
In the next second a wave of arrow tips hurtled towards him and his men. Without shields, the Dornish spearmen had no chance to block the projectiles. It was only due to Oberyn's quick reflects that he managed to turn and push Trystane behind him. The arrows thudded into his back and he fell forward into Trystane's arms.
"Go … go!" Oberyn urged but Trystane instead dragged him back the few metres needed to clear the street and return to the square with the help of a few other Dornishmen. They cleared the line of sight of the archers just as soon as Tywin's voice bellowed, "Loose!"
Dying screams accompanied that command but most Dornishmen who had avoided the first barrage had gotten clear of the second round. Less than a hundred men would have fallen to the tactical blunder but the man dying in Trystane's arms was worth so much more than that.
"Trystane," Oberyn rasped up at his nephew as he lay on his side, blood running down from the arrow wounds on his back, turning his yellow battle garments red, "Kill them all … use the horn. Lannister, Arryn, Targaryen … they all need to pay for what they did to us … for my sister … for my brother … for my daughters … kill them all."
Those were Oberyn's final words as his entire body went slack and his deep brown eyes closed.
Trystane lower lip wobbled as his eyes fixated on the six arrows protruding from his uncle but his low whimpers morphed into an anguished howl as it sunk in, he would hear no more jokes from Oberyn's lips, no more playful beat downs in the practice yard, no more wrathful advice and stories of past dalliances.
Oberyn Martell was dead and now it was Trystane's burden to bear to avenge their family.
The young Dornish Prince forced himself away from his uncle's body and his eyes narrowed on Robb Stark who was in an animated conversation with his bastard brother and a redhead woman. He stomped towards them with anger clouding his judgement.
"He tried to kill me on her orders!" Trystane picked up as he closed in on the Stark men.
"Why didn't you charge with us?" Trystane spat, interrupting the heated conversation, "Your brother's dragon would have been useful."
"We aren't fighting for the Queen Daenerys anymore," Robb said, flicking his eyes to Jon who nodded furiously.
"Why the fuck not?!"
"Her man, Daario Naharis tried to kill me on her orders. House Targaryen has broken their alliance with House Stark," Jon announced.
"Lady Sansa is still a prisoner in the Red Keep as is my wife and child. We still need to breach the Red Keep," Trystane insisted, "This battle is not over regardless of if you fight for Queen Daenerys or not."
Robb looked from Jon to Trystane, "Yes, and once we get them free will you join us in turning on House Targaryen?"
Trystane nodded vigorously. House Martell had no true love for or loyalty to Targaryens.
"To the Red Keep then," Robb said, "let us free our family and never return to this shit pile of a city."
An ear-shattering shriek above the square got everyone's attention to the sky. Queen Daenerys seemed to have had enough of dodging ballista bolts as Viserion tore through the sky towards the Red Keep to take out the remaining balistas mounted atop its walls.
A minute before …
Walls of the Red Keep, King's Landing, Seat of power of House Baratheon (Tyrell, Lannister, Arryn) Crownlands, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms
"Our forces have retreated past the Guildhall of the Alchemists but Queen Daenerys's forces are giving chase," Kenna observed, readjusting the quiver on her back and tapping her fingers along the length of her bow to dispel the tension in them, "the Dothraki and Unsullied appear to be just behind the Northerners and Dornish."
"Once our men are past the Hook, I'll light this beacon," Tyrion pointed towards a nearby unlit brazier and the entire King's Way from the Guildhall of Alchemists to the Hook will become a river of green fire along with anyone standing on it."
"We need to be careful not to catch Loras's cavalry up in that."
"That would require him to actually take to the battlefield," Tyrion huffed, holding his small axe by his side, "and I don't see him or thousands of horses."
But both didn't have the time to ponder Loras's timing or position more as a loud screech boomed over the city.
"Shit!" Tyrion uttered as Daenerys rode her dragon directly towards them.
"She's coming for the balistas! Men ready your bolts!" Kenna ordered, knowing this was one of their last chances to try to strike at one of the dragons since the balistas on the walls of King's Landing were burning bonfires in the distance.
"I'd advise you to run now Kenna," Tyrion said, keeping his eye on the incoming dragon.
She looked down at the dwarf, in his clean armour and shook her head, "I'd advise you to do the same thing."
Both smiled at each other before commanding the bolts to be loosed. A cloud of bolts raced through the air and were on target until Viserion flapped his wings and rolled to avoid most of the projectiles. A few hit his hind legs and tail but still, the dragon came for them.
An explosion of fire drilled into the Red Keep's walls and a good portion collapsed under the direct heat and power of the dragon's breath. A cloud of smoke accompanied the scorched stone and partially collapsed sections of the wall.
Kenna coughed as her lungs fought to expel the dust she had been forced to inhale. She looked around herself to see the part of the wall she had been standing on was still relatively untouched but a few metres to her right and the ballista that had been there were obliterated and only smoking stone was left. She couldn't locate her bow and considered the weapon lost, pulling the quiver from her back as she searched for her friend.
"Tyrion!" she called out and was relieved to be answered with a grunt from behind a pile of rubble.
She ran to him and cleared some stones off him, "We missed."
"You think!" Tyrion replied, pushing up into a standing position.
Kenna looked to the sky to see the dragon turning around, "She's giving us another chance. Come on!"
Tyrion followed her sprint over the uneven and cracked ground to a nearby intact ballista. No one was sitting in it. Its occupant long since fled in terror.
"Get up there," Kenna demanded while commanding and helping two groggy looking Arryn men to reload the contraption.
"What!"
"Just do it!" Kenna half screamed as the dragon completed its turn to start racing back toward them.
The sight took the breath from Tyrion's arguments and he clambered into the balistas seat and started to line its sights up with the dragon flying towards them.
The two Valemen backed off once they had reloaded the contraption then started to run away, down the half-demolished stairs as the dragon opened its mouth and the sparks of a raging fire could be seen in its mouth.
"Steady," Kenna mumbled beside Tyrion as his fingers curled around the leaver.
They could hear the flapping of the dragon's wings and could see the shining silver of Daenerys's hair flowing in the wind.
"Steady."
The dragon shrieked. Tyrion pulled the leaver. The Bolt shot through the air and struck Viserion in one of his eyeballs. The dragon gave out an almighty screech that everyone in the city felt to their bones but still, the dragon hurtled towards the Red Keep and it didn't stop.
Kenna pulled Tyrion out of the ballista and threw them both to the floor of the wall. The dragon passed over them only by a few metres then proceeded to crash at pace into the central structures of the Red Keep.
Tryion rolled away from Kenna then gave her a questioning look, "I … killed a dragon?"
"You killed a fucking dragon!" Kenna shouted in joy as she looked at the devastation the dragon's crash had caused. It had burrowed a hole through the main buildings of the Red Keep, might even have reached the Throne room Kenna mused squinting to see the outline of the dragon's tail in the descending dust.
It took Kenna's overjoyed brain a few more seconds to identify the danger. Throne room. Wildfire cache. She turned to Tyrion; her beaming smile replaced with a stark expression.
"Tyrion, the wildfire!"
Tyrion snapped his neck to look back at the smoking mess the dragon's fall had caused just in time to see a bright green blast consume it all. The explosion rocked the entire city but the flames consumed Maegor's Holdfast and the Great Hall completely and licked at the Tower of the Hand and the White Sword Tower but didn't quite reach the walls of the Red Keep.
Kenna's hands covered her mouth at the chaos and destruction she was witnessing up close. The heat of the explosion warmed her skin but she felt nothing as she stared at the smoking ruin of what had been the Red Keep. The Throne room was no more, all the gardens and courtyards she had wandered through for years, all gone. The Maidenvault where the ladies of the court had hidden in … gone.
"Oh, Gods, Sansa … Margaery … Myrcella … their babes," Kenna gasped as the scale of loss reverberated in her mind.
"No," Tyrion said softly as he fell to his knees, the numerous personal losses making him feel sick.
Same time …
By the Guildhall of Alchemists, King's Landing, Seat of power of House Baratheon (Tyrell, Lannister, Arryn) Crownlands, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms
Robb stared at the green fire that had been the Red Keep and lost his footing to fall to his knees and hands.
Sansa …
He cried out her name, not knowing if he had done so in his mind alone but Jon came to him and tried to pull him up but he pushed him away.
"She's dead."
"She might have escaped," Jon tried.
"She's dead!" Robb screamed in anguish.
Jon bowed his head knowing that was most likely the truth. He saw Trystane standing near them. The young Prince was captivated by the green flames on the horizon but ordered one of his men to bring him a horn but Jon didn't care to understand more as Robb rose from his collapsed position.
Robb wiped his tear-stricken cheeks and ordered his men's retreat. There was nothing left to fight for. Their Queen had betrayed them and their sister was dead.
Trystane understood Robb's decision but he still had something left to fight for.
"You can't run away now!" he thundered, "House Lannister and House Arryn still need to pay for what they have done!"
"We are done fighting!" Robb shouted, "It's time to return to the North and if anyone wants to follow us, they will feel Rhaegal's fire."
Trystane noted his men carrying the horn behind Robb and Jon, "You are wrong. House Martell and House Stark get their revenge today whether you like it or not."
The young Prince made his way to the horn, glanced once at Rhaegal who was prowling on top of the buildings adjacent to the street they were on and placed his lips at the tip of the horn.
He filled his lungs and blew. The sound that erupted was enormous, it went through everyone and everything. Rhaegal immediately soared into the sky screeching and twisting as he went. He blew flames down on the city, swerving and rolling, smashing towers with his wings until he dived towards the Dragonpit and just like his sibling, smashed into the large structure before stilling.
Jon ran at Trystane and grabbed him by his collar, 'What did you do?"
"I .." Trystane hesitated, pointing to the street ahead of them that led to the Red Keep "I wanted the beast to burn the Lannister and Arryn soldiers then finish the Red Keep. I … don't understand."
Jon raised a fist, "You killed Rhaegal!"
But before his punch could land the Dornish Prince sagged in Jon's grip and his skin started to tingle red. Jon let go and Trystane fell to the floor, his breath produced smoke and the red patches on his face were beginning to boil. He started to scream and flail on the floor.
"What is happening?" Robb asked in horror.
Jon had no words his focus was on the Dornish prince rolling around on the ground. Trystane's sun-kissed appeared to be melting and smoke was rising from all over his body until a few seconds later his clothes caught fire and he turned into a raging inferno.
Jon and Robb jumped backwards in shock. They looked at each other with bewildered expression then to the burning pile that had been Trystane Martell then to the horn that grandly occupied the space between a dozen Dornish spearmen.
No one could voice the opinion that the instrument had somehow caused this as a rallying cry reached their ears.
Robb turned and saw a wave of heavy calvary rushing at them. He tried to organise his men into tight defensive blocks and even some of the remaining Dornish men heeded his commands but the charging force of the Reach calvary ripped through their lines and ploughed through them at will. The charge obliterated the order and discipline of his men and Robb knew the Crown forces had won in this moment.
Author's Notes:
So … the version where Tywin and Kenna 'win' has the highest mortality rate I believe lol
The POV was bouncing around like crazy but I hope you followed the battle scenes.
The friendship between Tommen and Artys is an interesting one and of course all the deaths in the Maidenvault were a major blow to almost every house.
RIP (like 75% of everyone remaining lol)
Randal & Dickon Tarly (Oberyn killed both when advancing onto Cobbler's Square)
No opinion really, except their survival would have helped Loras in the Reach against the scheming Hightowers.
Grey Wind (Died due to Tommen's sword though his torso when saving Artys)
The Direwolf abuse continues :P
Prince Oberyn 'the Red Viper' Martell (Died to a dozen arrows piercing his chest)
His rage leads him into a trap … he is destined always to die for his sister's revenge. Mwahh!
Daario Naharis (Killed by Jon ramming Long Claw through his torso)
Jon killed him during his attempted assassination of Jon.
Viserion (Killed by Tyrion shooting a ballista bolt into his eye)
I know, I know! Lucky shot but they do happen!
Queen Daenerys 'Stormborn' Targaryen (Died when Viserion crashed into the Red Keep buildings)
Well, in this version I like to imagine she made it to the Throne room on Viserion's back (I know she probs was chucked to the ground and died on impact) and was staring at the Iron Throne when the wildfire exploded.
Genna 'Lannister' Frey (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Yeah, just unlucky really.
Princess Myrcella Martell 'nee Lannister' (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Tyrion will be beating himself up over her death for a very long time.
Myriah Martell (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Baby :(
Sansa Stark (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
She survived in my original version so I don't feel as bad on this one.
Jojen Reed (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Meh, no feelings on this one.
Queen Margaery Baratheon 'Nee Tyrell' (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Oh, Margaery I can't seem to get you to survive! You would make such a bad ass bitch mother/grandmother as well.
Prince Steffon Baratheon (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Baby :(
Shireen Baratheon (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Sad. Adult Shireen I think is a force in the world of GOT and I haven't managed to write that yet.
Ser Davos Seaworth (Died in wildfire explosion that consumed the Maidenvault)
Sad. He was a chill dude. Liked him.
Prince Trystane Martell (Burned from the inside out due to use of Dragonbinder)
So, this has to be the worst death, right? I mean he just self-combusted! Tried to do his father's plan and his uncle's wishes proud but he wasn't to know that in this story the Dragonbinder doesn't control, it kills the dragons or that using the horn would kill himself.
Rhaegal (Made to go crazy by Dragonbinder then fatally crashed into the Dragonpit)
Again, crazy horn vibrations make dragon go crazy and suicide/dive into the ground.
Grey Worm (Killed by Loras's calvary charge)
Loras's charge tore through the Dothraki and Unsullied on his way to the Dornish and Northmen and Grey Worm was a casualty of that maneuver. Tywin, Tommen and Artys commanded their men to attack from the front as well so the Targ forces got sandwiched!
Reviews: Appreciate the feedback everyone!
David Daniel B – I'm thinking on it.
Supremus85 – I'm planning on doing them all but we'll see :) I think you already have a lot of 'What If' scenarios I've given permission to write anyway lol.
TheZombieWolf (commented on Chapter 119 & 118) – Thanks :) I couldn't resist with the Qyburn secret scene when I realised it would work within canon due to Melisandre 'saving' him. Thanks for the input for the next story, I'm still working it all out. Haha yeah I try to be unpredictable, not in a 'expectations subverted' type of way but in a oh that makes sense in hindsight type of way. Thanks for the support!
Yes, 6 seems very popular! Number 3 is up after this scenario is done :) Thanks for the comments on my writing, it really helps me know what is working and what people are liking. Tywin/OC stories I know are rare but once I had constructed the character of Kenna and was outlining the early bits of the War of the Five King and a Queen then with how the Eyrie fell it just sort of happened organically. I didn't initially plan for them to be a pairing when I started plotting the story!
LvcivsSvlla – Thanks for reading it all!You can't hit everyone's sweet spots but thanks for continuing :) Mmm I'd agree that I definitely put more passion into the 'Falcon' characters just because Vale characters are my thing but I'll try to get the consistency of the characters all up to the same level in the future. I always knew Dany would be an opponent for Kenna to face and we mostly see Dany from Kenna's point of view with only a few chapters touching on Dany from her own perspective but I knew I wanted Dany to display some qualities of madness just in a subtler way than the show did because I think a Dany who is a bit unhinged is so much more interesting that the alternatives. Well scenario 3 is the next scenario up after part 2 of Scenario 2 is done :) Thanks for your honestly!
What If (commented twice on Chapter 119) – Yes, the team up between Kenna and Dany will be so much fun to do when I get to it! I've added the Robert Rebellion AU as the Scenario number ten. Think away :D
DannyBlack70 (commented on Chapter 117) – Thanks for this review and your PMs. Yeah, it's a nice feeling having completed such a long story and to have my fully realised vision out there! Thanks for saying that :)
Guest (commented on 30/06/2021) – Thanks for the input, it will all go towards helping me improve my future stories :)
I was never going to go down the smallfolk revolution route in the story, just isn't something I think would happen at that stage in Westeros's history despite the wars as it didn't after the Dance of the Dragons and I don't think the Smallfolk have the widespread education or communication structures needed to revolt and replace the feudal society just yet.
Dany didn't lose her dragons to the NK, she only lost Drogon during the Battle for the Dawn/Long Night. Qyburn blowing Dragonbinder killed Rhaegal and Viserion. Jon doesn't suddenly die, he is assassinated by Daario on Dany's orders because she sees him a a threat to her rule, which he is as the better claimant for the Iron Throne. Killing Tommen and Steffon is all about Dany's upbringing – she was exiled but still came back to claim the Throne she doesn't want Steffon doing that to her in the future. Oberyn not killing Kenna fast is totally in keeping with his character and his desire to savor her death by torturing her. Dany's doom had to be crafted in many parts to be realistic because she has such a strong position when she arrives in Westeros. The only plot armour I really did and I admit to was for Artys as he survived Robb's surprise slash on the Docks of Caserly Rock then the collapse of Cobbler's Square with Grey Wind on top of him (which I'd argue is the reason he survived) then the fight with Oberyn.
This is my only novel length story so far, are you referring to 'The Turning Wheel'? None of my other stories really touch Daenerys's character. Dany wasn't treated as 100% evil, she was just an enemy that had dragons, savage Dothraki under her command and can be classified as a foreign invader to most of the Westerosi characters and most of the main character's POVs are against her. I treated Ramsey as 100% evil because fuck that guy ;P
GS – Cheers! Thanks there will be more one-shots, small multi-chapters stories and novels incoming.
Mister LaGuardia – Thanks for your feedback! Appreciate it! Mmm I did change their relationship when Yohn & Jorge came about as I believe having children would have changed the dynamic and I get the overshadowing reference to Tywin's ghost in the last ten chapters but I do think his death would have a lasting mental impact on Kenna due to his impact on her during his life but I get it some of her decisions were to heavily based on her relationship with Tywin. I tried to go for the most satisfying deaths, for me so that is why some people survived longer e.g Tywin.
AegonPotter – Cheers! Thanks for saying so. Not diverging enough from canon is actually one of the biggest criticisms this story gets from people who don't make it past chapter 15 so thank you very much for saying so!Haha you will like this scenario's part 2. Scenario 3 and 6 are very popular! Thanks for your opinion on the future novel, I'm still undecided.
Ksyushangel (commented on Chapter 117, 118, & 119) – Thanks Ksyushangel for reading :) I like to entertain :D Haha yes, the secret scene if for you to take in whatever way you want ;) Yes, King's Landing had to burn eventually.
Thanks for answering my questions, I really appreciate it and will keep in mind your comments for my future works. PS Qyburn is awesome!
Sarah-rose76646 – Cheers Sarah! Writing novels is not for the faint hearted or the unorganized you enjoyed this story and thank you for reading it.
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