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  1. Public Bookmark 83

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    Baelor Targaryen. The most noble of them all. The king who never was.

    Everyone present at the tourney of Ashford saw the tragic end of his story. But what if, after the dust settled, they called for his death way too soon?

    Mhyra hated being at crowded places. Troubled by her secrets, she usually loved Ashford for its quiet charm and its steady peacefulness. But as the tourney‘s healer, thanks to Lord Ashford himself, she had to watch the whole unsettling mess unravel.

    She was the only one who dared to spend a closer look.

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    20 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 98

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    Baelor Breakspear died beneath a summer sky, struck down in a tourney meant to celebrate peace. The realm would remember a noble end. A prince lost to honor, a future king undone by a single blow. Songs would make it beautiful. History would make it clean.

    He expected darkness. Instead, he woke to dragons. Salt wind and smoke filled the air as black cliffs rose from a restless sea, living wings splitting the sky above him. Not bones. Not legend. But fire made flesh.

    A silver-haired princess stood in mourning at the edge of it all. In his time, Rhaenyra Targaryen was a cautionary tale written in ash, the queen whose war destroyed the dragons. Here, she still had a choice, and so did he.

    Baelor knew how her story ended. He also understood that if he changed it, the future that bore his name, his late wife, his sons and his blood might vanish entirely.

    So the question becomes: was he sent back to witness the Dance… or to end it? And if saving her means erasing himself, how much of history is he willing to let burn?

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    19 Feb 2026

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    "When you're old enough, I'll make you a match with someone who is worthy of you. Someone who's brave and gentle and strong." - Ned Stark to Sansa Stark

    "He was the heart of chivalry, and the soul of wisdom, and came to serve his father most ably as Hand..." - writings of Maester Yandel about Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen

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    The war for the dawn is lost. With no hope left, Bran and Sansa choose to die by their own hands instead of waiting for the White Walkers and their army of the dead. Breathing his final breaths, Bran flies one last time, meets the Bloodraven and grabs at the last chance he hopes would somehow turn defeat to victory.

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    19 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 85

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    Certain of her impending death, Sansa Stark begs the gods for one good prince... and the gods answer by dropping her at Ashford Meadow—where Baelor Breakspear is still alive—just in time to save him.

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    “Please,” Sansa whispered. Her voice sounded small, lost. “Please, I beg you. Mother above, Father, Warrior… all of you. Please.”

    What was she asking for? Safety? Freedom? A miracle?
    The bells shook the air. Sansa folded her hands tighter, fingers white at the knuckles. She knew she was about to die, and she didn’t beg for herself.
    “Let it be different,” she whispered. For someone else, somewhere else. “Just once. Let there be one story where the prince is as good as the songs. Where the maiden isn’t… isn’t broken for believing in him.”
    And the fire answered. The Red Keep was far away. A hundred years away.

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    18 Feb 2026

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    "Angry?" Valarr echoed, incredulous. He squeezed her bloody hands tight. "Lady Arryn, you are a Maester in all but the chain. You just saved his life when I could do nothing but watch him die."

    He pulled her to her feet. She was shaking now, the adrenaline crash hitting her hard. Valarr wrapped his arms around her, pulling her gore-soaked body against his chest, heedless of the mess.

    "You are not just beautiful," he whispered into her hair, fierce and low, so only she could hear. "You are brilliant. And you are terrifying. And I have never been more proud to be yours."

    (In which Valarr is betrothed to an Arryn girl who has a few scalpels and herbs up her sleeve.)

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