( Ilyn Payne POV )
The merchants had taken to using Vellum for their contracts instead, simply because it was cheaper and more available now with this single process dominating the paper market.
That aspect should ease up in a little while though, as more apprentices joined the paper-makers in Lannisport and the Church...
( Tywin Lannister POV )
"I believe that if she reminds Elia of her duties, and on her death bed as well, that Elia will likely feel those words most heavily. Likewise, I believe that if she tells Callum stories of that friendship she had with Lady Joanna, that may make him more inclined towards Elia." Doran sighed.
"I do n...
( Tywin Lannister POV )
Tywin tapped his fingers on his desk and let his eyes scour the man in front of him. Like a cat sizing up his prey, he let the silence drag in the air, holding his tongue in the threatening stillness before he finally spoke.
"And why, precisely, should I do that?"
Prince Doran did not flin...
( Jaime Lannister POV )
"I've been holding back." Mace Tyrell grinned at Jaime, and Jaime grinned right back. Cersei had not been half as much a sneak as she thought she was moving about camp earlier, and Jaime had followed her right up until he caught the tail end of Mace arguing with his mother. The very idea of throwing a f...
( Tywin Lannister POV )
The Hand of the King was not a man particularly prone to headaches. No, quite the opposite he had quite a sturdy constitution, and yet, the past 16 hours had been one headache after another. Quite a feat, given that he was more than used to cleaning up over King Aerys' messes in a careful fashion.
( Cersei Lannister POV )
The space between the Prince's Tourney stands and those for the King's Tourney was about half a mile across, and it was a mess of tents, banners, hastily erected stables, outhouses, and more, all spread across the field haphazardly below King's Landing's walls with little thought to order or practi...
( Jaime Lannister POV )
Jaime Lannister was having the best day of his life. The adoration of the crowd, the grin on his father's face as he ripped through the competition with ease, the frantic waving and cheering from Cersei and Aunt Genna, the sweat, the blood pumping in his ears, the taste of victory after victory.
...
( Doran Martell POV )
Doran Martell was not enjoying King's Landing very much. His mother was 800 miles away dying of some sickness the Maesters couldn't identify, the king was actively hostile and insulting to House Martell, and now Elia had gone and done something incredibly foolish, jeopardizing the only solid alliance Hous...
"W-wait, but I'm supposed to marry Prince Rhaegar,-oh, and you're supposed to Marry Princess Elia!" she felt panicked, sweat beading on her forehead as she grabbed Callum's arm. "They can't do things like that."
...
Callum turned back towards her, his gaze meeting hers, his typically cute face looking an awful lot l...
"Princess Elia, a pleasure." the man nodded his head, his hair a silvery gold as it fell around his ears, his face as handsome as any man Elia had seen in her life. His voice was smooth as silk, courteous, and of mild tone, he gave her a small smile.
...
Elia swallowed involuntarily, her breath catching in h...
( Elia Martell POV )
Elia fixed her hair tightly into place with a pin, long straight, and black, she thought it looked pretty enough in a neat bun, and together with her fanciest dress, she looked fine enough to meet the king.
Which was good because that was exactly what she was going to do. King Aerys had invited ...
( Grand Maester Pycelle POV )
His chains sat heavy on his neck, all wrapping into each other and interlocking across his torso, they ran down from about his neck to the base of his breast, sitting over his blue velvet robe in a cast necklace that displayed his academic status. He felt its weight more every day as he go...
( Jaime Lannister POV )
"Aww…" Jaime sighed. He'd been enjoying their sparring even if he was spending far more time on the ground than he preferred. Oh well, it wasn't as if there was nothing to do in the Red Keep. "Alright Uncle, I'll return to our quarters then."
"You best." Uncle Tygett nodded, leaving to put ...
"Oh, I certainly understand." the boy nodded. "But I'm not interested in stealing your recipe for the substance, or anything of the sort. What I'd like to learn is how it interacts with other materials. Iron, steel, various types of wood, and paper. Sand and stone. Is that something you're able to share?"
Hallyne mulled it...
( Acolyte Hallyne POV )
Long pallid fingers scraped the powdery crystals into the granite bowl, silver shavings and dust of blue cobalt had to be ground together ever so carefully.
The chamber was cool and dank with the sweat of the stonework beneath. The air was always being pumped with small amounts of water that ...
( Elia Martell POV )
She had never been to King's Landing before, and Elia could honestly say that she would rather not have come. Not just because of the unpleasant smell or the squalor, but because her mother Lady, was sick in bed at home, perhaps ready to pass on even in the few weeks they spent away for this To...
( Tywin Lannister POV )
The Lion stood on a balcony in the tower of the hand, waiting for his siblings and children to arrive as he tapped his fingers along the railing. He was actually in quite a good mood, though you wouldn't know it from his perpetual frown.
His job had grown far easier as of late, after Pri...
( Jaime Lannister POV )
The trundle of the Wheelhouse beneath his feet made Jaime's stomach queasy, even after so many days on the Gold Road. He found it hard to stand still on the restless contraption, with all of its bumps and breaks and the constant creaking of the wheels and trotting of horses. He was honestly baffled ...
( Ilyn Payne POV )
"The letters are odd. Regimented. The lines are incredibly neat and consistent, and they're the same on every page." She paused for a moment. "Either this was copied by the steadiest hands in Westeros, or else it wasn't written by a man at all."
...
Ilyn paused, tilting his head. Callum mus...
( Ilyn Payne POV )
Ser Ilyn Payne was not entirely disappointed with how his life had turned out.
Oh, he was still bitter about losing his tongue, no doubt. If he could get King Aerys in his hands he thought he'd probably strangle the man, consequences be damned, for robbing him of his ability to speak. For ...
( Jaime Lannister POV )
In comparison to his somewhat troublesome sister, his bookish and reclusive middle brother, and his deformed and put-upon youngest brother Tyrion, Jaime Lannister was the darling of Casterly Rock.
He was charming and quick-witted, baby-faced and cheerful, pious and generous, and ...
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( Cersei Lannister POV )
Cersei grinned as she felt the leather handle of her sword soften in her sweat, her eyes tracking her opponent carefully as she dodged deftly to the side, parrying his blow and bringing her own longsword in towards his neck.
It didn't hit of course. Ser Loric Payne had recently taken ove...
"Gerion." Tywin nodded shortly, but not in an especially hostile manner, while Kevan gave him a warm smile. Tywin simply continued as he was wont to do. "Now that you're here as well, we can begin properly. Shut the door if you would."
...
Gerion blinked, then did as his brother said, shutting the door to the st...
( Gerion Lannister POV )
Gerion Lannister walked the streets of Lannisport with an easy strut as if he owned the whole place. He didn't of course, that was his brother's claim, but it was a good feeling nonetheless.
A Lannister in Lannisport was as safe as a Lannister in the Rock, for the shadow of that mountain cas...
( Tywin Lannister POV )
The typical expenditures of Casterly Rock alone reached over 1,000 Gold Dragons per day and for the whole of House Lannister's possessions that was around 2,300. It was nearly as much as the crown spent on a regular basis, but, and Tywin smirked at this, where they differed were the incomes.
...
( Elia Martell POV )
Now she wondered if that had been the right decision, she could see the political rationale, the reasoning. She accepted it even, it was good for House Martell, good for Dorne, but it wasn't good for Elia.
"You too huh?"
...
She blinked, looking up at the child she was supposed...
( Elia Martell POV )
Princess Elia Martell was disappointed, and why wouldn't she be? Her mother had gone to Lord Tywin to seek betrothals, as they had all known was the objective from the start of this trip. While they had stayed with and considered many other noble houses on their voyage up the coast from Dorne, the Lann...
( Tywin POV )
The Lion reclined in the seat of his power, a land where he ruled as king in all but name, where cowed vassals and compliant small-folk hurried to achieve his every end. Men japed that Aerys ruled in name only and Tywin led the realm, and in some ways that was true, but in the Westerlands Tywin ruled ...
( Ennella Martell POV )
Princess Ennella Martell of Dorne was of two minds about her visit to Casterly Rock.
On the one hand, the staggeringly large castle had tens of thousands of stairs, and hundreds of miles of passages, and her hips had been suffering throughout their stay. One thing Joanna had never tol...