Noble Houses Game Of Thrones の小説・ストーリー

She seemed a bit surprised when I asked about the nobles of the Full Moon Pack, but she answered truthfully: “There are 3 major Houses in the Full Moon Pack. Each House is incredibly wealthy and has many fierce warriors under their command.” “3 major Houses,” I repeated, “What are their names?” “The Elmsworth, the Hawkesbury, and the Langford. Langford is the largest and most loyal House.” Lia paused, and then asked with a smile, “Why are you asking about these anyway? Are you worried about the House and elders giving you a hard time?” I was startled and mumbled a few words without directly answering.

"Which house?" "House Farron," I whispered. "Extinct for three generations. Killed in the last rebellion." She paled. "Are you certain?" "I would stake the throne on it." That evening – private council Lady Marrow, Renly, Xavier, and Elara — they gathered around my war table, the fire casting long shadows across their faces. "We need to track the line," I said. "I want every record pulled, every living cousin, every hidden name." Renly nodded. "I'll alert the informants."

I left. I heard Kael fussing behind me and Lyra calling out again, but I didn’t stop. Later, Eden caught up with me near the western wing. “Three noble houses,” he said, walking beside me. I stopped. “What about them?” “They’ve been meeting. Discussing succession.” I stared at him in disbelief. “What kind of succession?” I asked. “The kind where someone else takes your throne.” My jaw flexed, but I said nothing. I just turned and walked away.

Secrets that could unravel everything he had worked for. Nathan growled, running a hand through his hair. This was not part of the plan. Alexander wasn't supposed to get married. That fortune was meant to be his. The Elysian empire was his birthright, not Alexander's. And he'd be damned if he let some nobody from nowhere waltz in and ruin it all.He couldn't let that happen. He downed the rest of his drink and slammed the glass down. The roar of the slam echoed through the empty office.

“So I think the only way to go forward is to be somewhere in between. Like the Hegemony, they keep order through the council of Great Houses, who in turn are supported by the Major Houses. Then the Minor Houses, and the Nation-States under them. “It’s this vast hierarchy that sort of keeps things stable between everyone. “Obviously, there’s still a lot of infighting and double-dealing, like with Eris undercutting the Ravens’ true sponsor. But it’s all tolerated to some degree because it’s all part of their game. The balance between everyone is ultimately kept, and no boats are rocked to the point of tipping. That’s when things start getting ratcheted down. “The only problem is that they all

"You forgot your Fanny so quickly? Where did you find out about these things?" "Hehe, you didn't know that the attitude of those Childes changed tonight. They didn't dare to knock on your door, but almost broke my door." "In this case, if I ask, who won't answer?" The guy said proudly. "By the way, do you know that the Sue Family has a powerful background? They are one of the top big families in the desert. If the Central Plains is supported by the three big families, then the Sue Family is one of the two overlords in the desert."

It was quite a distance from the marketplace but with all the carriages about it seemed to be not much of an issue. "... The... nobleman house... there's only one?" Mikhail asked, not bothering to avert his gaze from the view of the city. Of course, his eyes never leaving from the palace located in the heart of the city. "... Well. There are multiple noble houses. That one you're looking at belongs to the house of Richart. Their family belongs in the highest tier of the dukedom which is right below the power of the kingdom." Aria said as she stared at the house with a gaze that seemed as if she were lost in thoughts.

"We need the Elsher Cartel to intervene." Diego’s eyes landed on Dutton. "The Mortensen family is one of the oldest noble houses. Don’t tell me you can’t even keep the new families in check?" Dutton didn’t react much, but his voice carried weariness. "There’s been a massive reshuffling among the noble families in Avenlith for years. At first, the newcomers kept their heads down. Most of them now serve under the Yale family, and they’ve only grown more arrogant in the past decade. The Ledger family stayed low-profile, but the rest of us? We’re isolated.”

At the copied handwriting, his father's and Rowan's, the neat documentation of a massacre and the small defiant annotation of one survivor. "Tell me about the noble houses," she said. "The three that had alliance bonds with the Vales. What happened to them?" He'd been dreading this part. "House Aldenmoor was the most powerful of the three. Old family, significant landholdings in the north, strong independent military force. Within three months of the Purge—" He found the page. "There was an outbreak of a hemorrhagic fever in their northern estates. It killed the head of the house, two of his sons, and roughly a third of their fighting force."

“The ladies will be choosing maids, and if we’re picked, no more peeling potatoes or scrubbing floors! That’s a win for us.” I could hardly share Elsa’s optimism. It wasn’t just that I doubted any high lady would choose me to be her personal maid—it was that the Luna Selection, as far as I knew, had never been as blissful or promising as it sounded. It was often a brutal contest of power among the noble Houses. Though it was called the Luna Selection, there weren’t many choices of females. Tradition and the kingdom’s standards dictated that a proper Luna must come from one of the five Great Houses: Caddel, Crawford, Fox, Hart, and Madden.