"𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," their father always called it. Could make a man or woman wild in a sense, unpredictable, and powerful. And when a violet-eyed twin born to the Lord Eddard Stark, all knew that the boy would have it. And he did.
Beside his...
꧁~~~Eddard Stark~~~꧂ ꧁~~~283 After Conquest~~~꧂ ❄❄❄
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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꧁The clashing of swords rings out into the Dornish air, echoing all over the Red Mountains of Dorne. The sand and rocks here have been stained with blood from a thousand wars. Today would be no different.
A war of rebellion is all but over. But Ned Stark's war isn't finished until he's got her back and she's safe. After he has her back, she won't be going to the new King of the Seven Kingdoms. Ned could see that Lyanna never loved nor cared much at all for the likes of Robert Baratheon.
Even after the Last Dragon's song on the harp, Ned couldn't tell that she had fallen for the Prince, and the Prince her.
A fact that threw the continent into war.
Ser Arthur Dayne cuts away the Northmen attacking him effortlessly as he twirls around the Dawn in one hand while his other longsword in the other. Ned had never faced an opponent like Ser Arthur.
And he never would face such an opponent again
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اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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After slaying the other four men in the five on one fight, Ned Stark stands alone against the Sword of the Morning. Ned breathes heavily as he looks around at his dead companions.
"You should not have come here."
"Where's my sister!?"
Ned demands furiously as Ser Arthur only shakes his head, gripping his swords tightly.
