Novel & Cerita Robert Baratheon Family Tree

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

I suddenly said, which made him look at me and chuckle. “I hated my parents just as you hated your father.” He suddenly spoke up. “They were the root of my misery. I never even intended to have a child because of them, and yet Theon refuses to have a child as his heir so they don’t have a choice but to depend on me.” “Looks like we had been unfortunate with our parents,” I commented and that made him laugh. I sighed, “You are refusing to touch me.” He raised his eyebrows, “Why? You said it clearly. We are not lovers.”

Ty I was training with my brother and Tommen in the gym, it was just three of us who were sharing jokes. Tommen was about sixteen when we died and his father was killed along with us because he refused to bend a knee to Roman. His father Kenrig was loyal to Aidan's throne but he told his family to survive and avenge him when it was right before being killed by Roman. His brothers bent a knee along with his mother and two sisters to survive, he always knew we would be back somehow and he trained hard for years unknown to Roman as his family was made omegas because of their father. Addison had recruited him in the early years and his family joined the rebellion to avenge their father. His moth

He wouldn’t have lived past his childhood if it weren’t for his adoptive mother’s family, back then he’d vowed to help Raisa’s family to get their revenge until it was time for him to get his. At the moment, he was an heir to House Alba, the son of the Grand Duchess Raisa, the eldest brother of Miros and Saray. His nature wouldn’t let him forget that his purpose in life wasn’t complete yet, but he couldn’t deny there was some attachment to those humans who took him in.

“When he found out that his son was still alive, he didn't want to risk the child's fate, so he secretly funded the human lady to care for his son until the day he died. He must have wished to tell Lena everything.” “I would say that he never loved Lena's mother or he wouldn't murder her just to achieve the throne. He still loved his ex but needed to have his mate beside him.” the young man added, and Tyrion nodded in response. “Lena will be pained if she ever finds out this. I'm very sure she already guessed that the guy is her family, but a part of her will still doubt it since they never grew up together, and her parents never talked about him to her.” Tyrion sighed, winking. “I will spar

I snapped, hoping it's not from the Baratheon house. They were always fond of stealing from my family. It's been happening for ages and for some reason my family have been letting it slide. If by chance it happens to be them, I won't let them go scot-free. “Men from the Baratheon's House,” Marco replied. "I just need you, Leonardo and Giovanni to get ready, you three are coming with me." I said in so much anger. I immediately changed into a simple wear, a black jogger and a black polo.

"Noisy! If anything happens to you, then who will be the successor to the throne of the kingdom of Lamris!?" "Yes you are! You and Lia will have children too, right?" he answered lightly. Yes, Bob is, Bob is? Hmm Bob is the son of King Ronald and also the younger cousin of Al during his first reincarnation in this world. Aldho Fallmoer and Bob Fallmoer are childhood friends and always compete about anything. "It's okay, I'm not a Fallmoer family anymore and Lia has joined the Alfina family!" I refuse the throne that is no longer mine.

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

It felt as if someone had just driven a dagger into his heart! "HALBERT!" He called out to his son shutting his eyes as if doing so would change what had happened right in front of him. 'No no no no! This isn't happening! My son! He's not dead, he can't be dead! No member of the Albrael royal family had ever been murdered... Well apart from killing each other during disputes over the throne...' Robert slowly began opening his eyes looking towards the proxy crystal. 'I will burn this into my memory for when I'm able to take vengeance for my son!'