500 years after: An Opera of Gunpowder and Steel
It was five hundred years after the great cataclysm of the War of the Five Kings. With the Night King finally defeated and the Song of Ice and Fire finally accomplished, the Westerosi began to thrive.
With many great houses destroyed, lesser nobles and upstart commoners began achieving new positions of political power, and the new Empire of Westeros, ruling from south of the neck to the beaches of Dorne, began centralizing authority under the elected Emperors in King's Landing. The emperors, elected by the Grand Imperial Council, have ruled their empire since the successor of King Bran "the Broken", Jaime "The Lion Emperor", reformed the former Six Kingdoms into a more centralized Realm, effectively becoming an Oligarchy under the Great Lords of Westeros. Since then, expansions occurred everywhere but towards the North, subjugating many free cities in Essos, and specially, conquering the lands Arya the Explorer named Nymeria.
Now, at the dawn of the year 800 After the Conquest, at the Port City of New Lannisport, recent changes would happen across both sides of the Sunset Sea.
An orphan arrived at the mansion of Ser Robard Wainwright, one of the richest men at Lannisport, and subsequently, the whole colony of the New Westernlands. The boy, malnourished and exhausted from the sea trip, had skin as white as snow, but dark hair to contrast it with, and big Sunglasses, which seemed too big for such a small face. After a while, the boy, and the notary in tutelage of him were able to enter.
-So, he's a son of my late business partner Arryk Monmouth, but why good old Monmouth would want me to take care of him- said Ser Wainwright.
-Well, in his will and testament, he wrote that it was his wish for his only son to be apprenticed by his friend and partner Wainwright. "Being busy with the Sugarcane business, dying of the plague at such a young age was unexpected of him- said the colonial notary – the law says that if you won't accept him under your formal tutelage, the boy would be left to wonder the streets.
-And what about the orphanages
-They're all crowded, the Church of Fire doesn't have enough space these days, with their efforts being in more, "secular" matters.
After a while, Wainwright looked at the kid, and said:
-Sorry kiddo, I truly am, but right now I can't deal with a child like you
In all this time, the kid was silent, as if he didn't understand what was happening
Then, the notary said: - That may be so, but this child is no ordinary kid. While his mother died at birth, she was never formally married to Monmouth, making the boy a bastard. However, despite that, he accepted the boy as his own, and his eyes are the reason for it.
Following that exchange, the notary took the glasses of the Kid, and then immediately Wainwright, originally skeptical of the whole affair, had to agree to an instant
Since the boy had colorful, purple eyes, carrying the Blood of Old Valyria