“My nephew, Aegon, lost a toy he was fond of – a wooden horse – on the way here. I would like to see it replaced, lest he sulk for the duration of the tourney.”
After a quarrel, Aegon loses his favorite toy, and Baelor, being the good uncle that he is, takes effort to replace it, which brings him into contact with a local woodworker, against the backdrop of a celebratory tourney.
Started writing this a while back, thought I'd share with the people. I've got a few chapters locked and loaded which I'll try to post every few days, after that I am praying for the best right alongside you guys.
Also I am so behind on my Westeros lore, so there's probably misinformation, don't believe anything you read.
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