Daemon Targaryen Harrenhal Novels & Stories

Satisfied with the response, Harrison raised his voice again, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face. "Do you know what the name 'Targary' means within The Blue Blood Pack?"

I’d be absolutely head over heels for him. “How’s my partner in crime doing?” he greeted me. Hugo tilted his head, waiting for my answer with a little smile I mirrored. “Ready to roll,” I replied. Yeah, Brandon’s words. I didn’t care. Now they were mine too. “What’s the color for tonight, Grandpa?” Harry asked, reaching out to me with both hands to help me up. “Red, of course.” “Yeah, anytime.” I chuckled, nodding to Harry. “’Cause Prince of Persia here is gonna wear a red suit.”

“Your years prevent another. The time has come to discuss succession.” “And who would you see wear my mantle?” my father asked. His voice was still firm, though his knuckles whitened against the chair arm. Elder Jorah leaned in, thin lips curling. “There are Alphas ready to claim the chance. Young. Strong. Ambitious. Darius Blackthorn of Silverfang—his lineage is unbroken, his victories already spoken of. He would be a fitting heir.” The name burned in my ears. “Darius Blackthorn?” I burst out before I could stop myself. My voice rang louder than intended, slicing into the silence.

“But you’ve got this. You do. You remember the choreography, right?” I nodded. My throat was too tight for words. Professor Marwood didn’t wait. “Amara Dorne of House Viremont, third-blood to Councilor Elaine Dorne, and Caelin Harren of House Myrren, first-son to the Delta Wardens of southern Lirath. Step forward.” Another pair.

Tazadarus was a disciple of the Ancient Clan’s Immortal Mountain and was acknowledged as the strongest powerhouse within the Sovereign Rank. Yet, he had no chance to resist and was killed instantly. Xhemal, who was watching from the Dieux Adademy’s main hall, smiled. Then, he said, “I thought he was an arrogant guy for requesting resources from an eighth-level plane for an entrapoch. I never expected him to be quite capable.” Jorah stood up, glanced at the other elders in the main hall, and said, “I’ll recruit him as my disciple. You guys better not dare to snatch him from me.”

The room stilled. “Jordan Pack gathers today to name an acting Alpha until Daemon comes of age,” Harlan said. His voice carried clearly. “Sharon, daughter of the line, mate of Roland, mother of his heirs—will you accept the responsibility?” Every eye turned to me. I felt Morris tense beside me. I squeezed Daenerys’s hand once, then let go and stepped forward alone. I climbed the three steps to the platform slowly. The chair waited. I did not sit. I faced the pack.

Katie Said. Alpha Tyrion growled angrily, " I don't think that we have to waste time in finding the clues because we know what he did and I want to punish him for the crime he has committed in the past. I will make him tell me about the whereabouts of your parents if they are alive! "

"So he has said and said. And so I say, let us do this thing. Even these grapes could be no more ripe than that city, my old friend." The serving girl returned with his ale. Davos gave her a copper. "Might be we could take King's Landing, as you say," he said as he lifted the tankard, "but how long would we hold it? Tywin Lannister is known to be at Harrenhal with a great host, and Lord Renly . . . "

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.

It meant the same thing. “I know of the dead Ivory. The Black riders have worked with that clan to get rid of someone.” Arianna folded her arms over her chest. “You worked with Alistair?” “No. I was told the Clan leader was a man who went by the name, Eric Fontane.” “Alistair never gets into deals in person.” I explained. “I stayed with them for a while, so I know what goes on in there. Eric Fontane is his right-hand man. If Alistair ever gets involved, then it’s a serious issue.”