PUBLIC A Kingdom Reborn

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  1. Atem Lannister

    Atem Lannister First of His Name

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    It hadn't yet been a fortnight since he assumed the mantle of king. Half of the kingdom didn't recognize his rule, and the other half had been bought through coin or through marriage. Atem was the first Lannister to rule a semi-united kingdom for nearly a century, and though the transgressions of their ancestors had been largely forgiven, they remained forever etched in history.

    Though he sat on the throne, he had yet to officially don a crown. That would be the first step to legitimizing his rule, and it would provide a chance to bring his allies closer as well as new ones into the fold. He would be crowned within the fortnight, host a tourney to celebrate the reunion of the Westerosi kingdoms, and he would name his Small Council, which too had yet to be formed.

    Ravens would be dispatched to all constituent provinces of new Four Kingdoms, as well as those independent kingdoms which had yet to join and make it the reunified Seven Kingdoms. From the Eyrie to Highgarden, from Sunspear to Winterfell, all would be invited to take part in the new kingdom's inaugural tournament celebrating the coronation of King Atem of House Lannister, first of his name.

    To the winner? 20,000 gold dragons in jousting, and 10,000 gold dragons in archery. Coin aside, there were much more valuable prizes to be had...
     
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  2. Aegon Velaryon

    Aegon Velaryon Lord of the Tides, Master of Driftmark

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    A piece of parchment with King Atem Lannister's invitation lay across Aegon's desk in the cabin of his ship as it sailed en route to King's Landing. Being no fool, Aegon knew although the words invited was written on the parchment, it was in actuality, a summons.

    Ever since the plague crossed over from the mainland into his home of Driftmark, the island had been in a state of constant unrest which made him less than eager about the King's invite. While Aegon agreed that his reaction to the disease was harsh, he knew it was necessary.

    "How troublesome," he muttered when he thought about the trouble in Driftmark as he lay on his bed, lulled into a quiet slumber by the waves that gently rocked his ship.

    Knock. Knock. Knock. Aegon was interrupted from drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

    "What is it?" he called. The bed was too comfortable, he didn't want to move.

    "Lord Velaryon, we are approaching King's Landing," came the reply.

    "About time," Aegon sat up and made his way to his wardrobe to change to more appropriate attire to attend the King's Landing festivities.
     
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