Great Houses of Westeros

There are cowering whispers of a war that is soon to be waged on the realm, destroying castles, starving people, decimating armies. A war for the Iron Throne, and a war against it. A war to hide secrets and a war to betray them. For death is power, and powerful are the players in this game.

And the catalyst for this chaos is Irida Snow, the Runaway Bastard, who finds herself in the midst of the game of thrones, and more so, a desperate fight for survival.

As the realm slowly bleeds to it's death, all mangled corpses and ruthless killings, she finally decides that she will make the throne bleed as well.

(Follows the events of the first two episodes of season one after which I add my own twist)

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