An ordinary day has come again in the Seven Kingdoms. In the morning, the peasants began to do their work, the knights and militiamen their duties, the artisans, merchants, and owners of establishments opened their shops, the knights and militiamen performed their duties at work, and the lords and other nobles solved their problems.
It would seem that nothing unusual, everything is as usual. And so it would be until transparent windows, incomprehensible to everyone, began to appear everywhere. They were everywhere: in houses, in taverns, on the streets, in castles, in open places, yes, everywhere where there were people.
Panic gripped all the inhabitants of Westeros: from the king to the poor. People made noise, tried to hide, where there would be no incomprehensible things, took up arms, prayed. But everyone was united by one thing - the incomprehension of what was happening.
Winterfell. The main hall.
Lord Stark and his family were almost seated at the main table. Guards were everywhere, ready to protect them. The rest were busy restoring order throughout the castle. These strange...glasses, he couldn't call them anything else, scared everyone. No one understood what they were or where they came from.
Ned had to quickly take control of the situation so that no one would do anything rash. He ordered all the soldiers to restore order at any cost and not to do anything hostile to the problem. As it turned out later, it was everywhere, even in the fields. As soon as order was restored, he ordered all members of his family to be brought to the main hall where a rather large one of these glassy things was hovering.
Before him stood the master at arms
Ser Rodrik.
- So, Ser Rodrik, have you managed to find out anything about our problem? The old knight only shook his head.
- No, my lord. We examined these mirrors up and down, but could not find anything, almost. It, like many others, simply floats in the air, causing no harm to anyone. It is impossible to move them, no matter how hard we try. But we still found out one curious thing. As soon as these mirrors appeared, one of the slightly hot-tempered youths grabbed the sword and ...
- Here the knight fell silent - It is easier to show my lord. Lord Winterell thought for a few sighs, but nodded his head. Cassel pulled the sword from its sheath and stood in front of the mirror, and struck.
The crack of metal was heard, whispers of surprised soldiers were heard throughout the hall. The sword simply broke, and then the entire blade disappeared down to the hilt. Ned did not know what to say. He had never seen or heard anything like this, not even in Old Nan's tales.
But now he heard the prayers of his wife, who was sitting to his left.
- This is what happens to all weapons that touch these mirrors
- The knight brought the remaining hilt to the table
- But nothing happens to people who hit with their fists, but they describe their sensations as if they were punching a wall. That's all we could find out. Ned Stark examined the hilt and did not understand anything. And most likely he will not understand
- Maester Luwin, have you ever seen such a thing, or is there any information about it? The elderly man approached the table and took the hilt of the sword. After examining it, he only shook his head.
- I'm afraid not, my lord. In all my training and work as a maester, I have never heard of such a thing. And I'm afraid I will not be able to find an answer.
- But do you at least have an idea?
- No, my lord. I will try to find answers in the library, but I will not give you hope.
- Understood, you can begin your search - The maester nodded and headed towards the library.
- Father, - Robb interrupted Ned's thoughts,
- What should we do? These mirrors are everywhere and they frighten everyone. And if they caused such a stir in the North, then imagine what is happening in other places, if they appeared not only here.
The Lord of Winterfell did not answer, but he agreed with his son. He imagined how these mirrors were reacting in King's Landing, given the attitude of the southerners and their religion to such things.
This may be my last entry.
The people of Westeros heard a strange voice. It came from everywhere and caused a new wave of panic. But suddenly, a picture appeared on the mirrors. A table on which special attention was paid to a diary, which was filled in by an unknown person's hand.
Although, it sounds rather funny considering what I have been through during all this time. But now everything is different. In this battle, there is no guarantee that even I will survive. After all, in these lands, everyone can meet their end.
King's Landing. Small Council.
King Robert sat in his place on the council, which was urgently called due to an unexpected problem. After so many years, he visited it again, although he did not consider it necessary before.
But this was a completely different situation. In addition to the council, his entire family was present and a whole group of guards holding weapons at the ready. Never in his life had he seen such strange things as now, and it is unlikely that anyone else present either. But it caused a serious panic, the voices of frightened people can still be heard in the streets. It was hard to calm them down anyway, and now this incomprehensible voice ruined all the work of the guards.
The entire council discussed the problem, but no one could give even a close explanation. And it was irritating. No wonder he never liked these councils. But now he had to focus on the problem, and not on his whims.
- So - He turned all attention to himself - I take it you have no information about these ... things that hang over the entire capital and not only?
- Mirrors are my king - Varys corrected him - They look like mirrors.
- I don't give a damn what they look like. The main problem is different. Does no one even have an idea about this?
- Pycelle, what do you say? The old man flinched, but still got up from his place and began to mumble something
- Unfortunately, my king, I can't tell you anything. Never in my life or in the history of Westeros has there been such a situation. I have no information - Then he sat down in his place.
- Varys? Baelish? Jon? Everyone shook their heads in response.
- Damn it! - He slammed his fist on the table.
- What is it then?! A divine miracle?
- I would venture to guess, my king - Spider spoke up - We just saw someone writing their diary, and what's more, they voiced it. You could say that these are someone's notes.
- And whose? Did anyone even recognize that voice? The Council remained silent.
But few care. We have all been through so much, experienced so much, lost so much, become so accustomed to everything that we have stopped being afraid. This war has taken so much life. How terrible it is. The world has never seen anything like it and I hope it never will again.
The inhabitants of Westeros were frightened by these words. No one understood what kind of war they were talking about. The veterans agreed with these words. Young and naive people had not seen all the horrors of war, and did not know how terrible they are.
Over the past centuries, many wars have taken place on the lands of Westeros. Each of them took the lives of tens of thousands, or more. Brought destruction, pain, grief, hunger, disease, death.
The Conquest of Aegon Targaryen - The arrival of House Targaryen and their dragons on the lands of Westeros. Under their rule, the future seven kingdoms were formed (so far there were only six under their rule). No one could resist their power. The power of dragons.
Shown Aegon the Conqueror, his sisters. The great dragons Balerion, Vhagar, Meraxes. Conquest of the lands. The power and greatness of dragons. The burning of Harrenhal. The bow of Torhen Stark before Aegon.
The power of dragons terrified all seven kingdoms. They saw their power with their own eyes. It was a power that no one could compare with. Not a single human weapon. Balerion caused only admiration and fear. The Winged God who towered above all. Its size was astounding. Its flames were black, as were its scales. Its teeth were like swords. And its eyes were red, like a demon's.
Casterly Rock.
Tywin watched the mirror grimly. While everyone was openly horrified by the power of dragons, he was secretly glad that they were extinct. They truly were the masters of the world.
They were the ones who helped the Targaryens rise to power. And helped them stay that way until they disappeared. No army could defeat Balerion. And how happy he was that they were dead. They had no place among men. Let them remain in history as fairy tales and never return.
King's Landing. The Council.
Robert clenched his fist. He sometimes went down into the cellars of the castle to look at the bones of the dragons, especially Balerion. He could stare at his skull for a long time, and imagine it in his fantasies. And now he saw it with his own eyes. And he felt both horror and admiration. How powerful this dragon was. The nickname "The Black Dread" was completely justified.
The Dance of the Dragons - The Beginning of the Fall of House Targaryen. When two factions began to feud for the throne, which led to a split in the realm. This war took the lives of not only many members of the royal blood, but also caused the death of dragons. After this war, they lost the chance to revive their line. 129-131 AC
Shows battles, especially dragons; deaths on both sides; the demise of dragons such as Vhagar. Creegan Stark enters the war.
The people of Westeros watched with relief as the flying monsters died one by one. Such power should not have been given to commoners. It brought too much trouble and suffering. And everyone hoped that they would never return.
Highgarden.
Olenna watched with interest the whole story that was shown to her and the others. Truly, she had never seen a more... beautiful sight. She never thought that she would see living dragons and their demise, albeit in such a way.
And she watched a funny situation. The dragons were merely a tool in the hands of men who wanted to take power into their own hands. In essence, the Targaryens themselves killed their most powerful weapon. "Even dragons die in the game of thrones."
Wintrefell. The Great Hall.
Ned Stark was very glad of the demise of the dragons. Such creatures should not exist in the hands of men, especially not in the hands of the Targaryens. Their power rested only on the dragons.
And with the death of the last of them, the supremacy of their house disappeared and became equal to the rest. And the Mad King is proof of this. Doing whatever he wanted, he incurred the wrath of the rest and thus his family was overthrown from the throne.
But he was even more proud of his ancestor, who became one of the decisive factors in ending the war. He acted with justice and honor and brought the guilty to justice. And then he noticed that two members of his family were missing from the hall.
-Ser Rodrik, where are Jon and Cregan? - The knight was distracted and looked guiltily at his lord.
-I apologize, Lord Stark, but we could not find them.
-What do you mean "could not find"?
-During the gathering, I sent men for them, but I was informed that they were not in their rooms, or in the entire castle. I sent men to bring them, but so far I have heard nothing.
- Find them. At once.
- Yes, my lord. - The Knight bowed and left. For some reason, Stark felt uneasy. And he did not know why.
The Blackfyre Rebellion - Daemon Blackfyre rebelled against Daeron Targaryen, which led to a civil war. As did many subsequent rebellions. 196 AC; 211 AC; 219 AC; 236 AC.
The cause of the rebellion is shown; Daemon's defeat and death; the flight of the surviving Blackfyres. Events of other rebellions.
For many, this information was not new. Many knew about the Targaryen side branch. But for many, it was also a painful memory, for the Blackfyres continued to cause trouble for a very long time. The War of the Ninepenny Kings alone was worth something.
War of the Ninepenny Kings – The Last Blackfyre Rebellion 258-260 AC The war in which House Blackfyre finally fell, and with it the collateral branch of the Targaryen family. The rebellion began in the Free Cities under the leadership of Maelys Blackfyre. It was a great war for the Seven Kingdoms, though costly in great sacrifice. But in the long history of Blackfyre rebellions, it was the end.
Shows an image of Maelys and his supporters; the battle on the steps; shows young Brynden and Hoster Tully, Tywin Lannister and his kinsmen, Steffon Baratheon, Barristan Selmy, Quellon Greyjoy, Baelish's father. The serious battle between Selmy and Maelys that resulted in a complete turnaround in the battle in a nearly lost war.
For many in Westeros, it was a painful memory. Veterans remembered the war without any joy. There was nothing good about it. The mere "bloody diarrhea" was enough to make you shudder. Although some were pleased to see themselves among important people.
Riverrun.
Brynden gripped the hilt of his sword, looking back at his past. So many good men had died in that war, some of them his comrades. He could have been one of them. But deep down, he was pleased to be singled out as one of the important figures, like his brother. Edmure looked at his family with admiration.
King's Landing.
Barristan felt a little uneasy, the attention on him being so great, even compared to the others. He remembered the excitement and responsibility that had been placed on him. If he had lost, he didn't know how the war would have gone. Maelys was an incredibly difficult opponent, and any mistake could be the last.
- I am glad you killed that Blackfyre, Selmy. It was a magnificent battle. You were badly battered then. - The King spoke without his usual humorous tone.
- I thank you, your highness. But I think too much attention was paid to me. Many others fought valiantly for their country. And no worse than me.
- Do not be modest, Ser Barristan - Baelish smirked - It was you who made the decisive move in the battle. There is no doubt that all the fallen warriors fought valiantly for their country, but do not downplay your merits.
Many agreed with the words of the master of coin. Stannis only frowned at the shown father. He thought that he would never be able to see his face again, but apparently fate gave him a gift in the form of an opportunity to see his father and mother. Magic or blessing, but he was grateful. And Renly too.
The Iron Islands.
For Quellon Greyjoy was drunk in many taverns. Even though their people were hated and despised in the Seven Kingdoms, they could now boast that it was their fleet that played the most important role in the war. And no one could argue with that.
And finally - Robert Baratheon's Rebellion - The End of the Targaryen power. They thought they could do whatever they wanted. But they forgot one thing. Their power rested only on their dragons. And with their deaths, any serious action led to conflicts. And the last one was the Mad King's prank.
-AAAAAAH!!! - Rickard Stark's scream echoed throughout the throne room. He was burning alive, and this was accompanied by the screams of his son, who was trying to help.
The laughter of the Mad King was heard among the screams.
The people of Westeros were horrified by the fate of the Warden of the North and his son. The Mad King had earned such a nickname for a reason, and now everyone was even more convinced of it. For many, it brought back old memories of life under him, especially for the inhabitants of the capital. When any action could lead to the branding of a criminal, and therefore the end of life. For those who ended up in the dungeons of the Red Keep, only one fate awaited them.
Winterfell.
Robb watched his grandfather and uncle die, and he could hardly contain his anger. They had been wrongly executed, and not just any quick death, but one so horrific that it sent shivers down his spine. His mother had ordered that they all be covered in their eyes and ears, so as not to have to watch. But he hadn't listened. And he didn't regret it at all. But the crunch of bones echoed through the hall. And when he looked at his father, he trembled a little.
The Warden of the North watched his father and brother die with cold eyes, but there was an anger in them that Robb had never seen, and was unlikely to see again. No doubt this had brought out the beast in his father, thirsting for blood. Targaryen blood. And if such a one had stood before him, he dreaded to think what he would have done to him.
Highgarden.
"Such a terrible death." Margaery felt sick at the sight. She knew about the death of the Lord of the North and his son, of course, but she never thought she would see it in person. "How mad do you have to be to be happy about it?" "Oh, my dear," Olenna shook her head. "The nickname "Mad King" was not given for nothing. A thousand people went through it. But the king never sympathized with the poor guys. On the contrary, it amused him more and more.
The Night's Watch.
Many paid attention to Stark when he threw a jug at the wall with all his might, and then loudly walked out into the street, away from everyone. No one blamed him, only sympathized. Mormont shook his head and continued to watch. Ser Allister did not risk saying anything. Even he knew that he would hardly remain unharmed if he said anything about Stark.
And this caused its own reaction when the Starks, Arryns, Baratheons, and later the Tullys rebelled against the Mad King. At the head of the line was Robert Baratheon, who hated the Targaryens as much as Ned Stark, and even more.
Shows the battles of the rebellion; young Ned, Robert, Stannis, Renly and others; the final and decisive battle.
Young Robert struck down Rhaegar Targaryen and dismounted from his horse. Approaching the prostrate prince, he only smirked.
-S-s-stop...s-s-stop - These were the last words of the young dragon before Baratheon finished him off.
Shows an image of a dead Rhaegar and a raising Robert.
King's Landing.
Everyone suddenly shuddered. Joyful Robert jumped up from his chair and hit the table with his fist.
- Yes!!! Yes!!! So you, dragon bastard! Let the whole world see how I struck you down! Gods, how strong I was then that I broke his armor with my blow! It's a pity that I cannot kill you a thousand more times! Ha-ha-ha! Now you and your filthy family rot in the ground and feed the worms! Barristan and Jaime did not share the king's joy.
For Selmy, this was a painful memory. He could not protect his king, whom he swore to protect. He could not save his wife and children. No one. To this day, he dreams of the screams of the queen when he was on duty before the king's bed.
Many times he thought about his role in this war. If he had not saved Aerys from captivity, if he had managed to defeat Prince Rhaegar in the tourney, maybe everything would have gone differently? He didn't know. Jaime was no better. This war had changed his whole life. He had always dreamed of becoming a king's knight and wearing a white cloak. And when he got it, he was so happy. But then he saw what king he had sworn an oath to. And he had hoped that Prince Rhaegar would be different, much better than his father.
No, Jaime knew it would be so. But fate decreed that the prince would not return from the last battle. And he would later become the Kingslayer.
- Yes, brother - Renly was amused by his brother's reaction. He had rarely seen him so happy.
- You were magnificent then.
And after Rhaegar's death, others fell too.
The death of the Mad King at Jaime's hands is shown; the death of Elia Martel and her children.
Dorne.
Oberyn was furious. He smashed everything around him. Seeing what was being done to his sister and nephews, all he could think about was how painful the death of Clegane and Lorch would be.
Only a couple of minutes later, a couple of guards were able to calm him down. Doran was calmer, but the rage inside him was just as strong. This was not forgiven by a quick death. Now Clegane and Lorch would definitely get theirs. Their family would take revenge. And cruelly.
Casterly Rock.
The Mountain only drank the rest of his wine. He didn't care. The death of this dragon bitch did not cause pity or sympathy in him.
In the end, the Targaryen power fell. And in their place came the Baratheons.
The crest of the Stag is shown at the head of the Seven Kingdoms.
They weren't mad or cruel. They had their odd and ugly traits, yes, but compared to the Targaryens, they were nothing. Robert was a drunk and a womanizer and a bad king, but at least he didn't revel in cruelty. I'd say the man might have been a good warrior or a general, but he certainly wasn't a king.
Stannis, I don't know. His honor and justice were even stronger than my father's. Of all his brothers, he would have been a pretty good king. Though his stubbornness was both his strength and weakness. I won't go into too much detail, but it was his undoing. If he'd been able to let it go back then and join forces with his younger brother instead of fighting him, maybe none of this would have happened. Who knows. And Renly, what can I say about him? Was he too... soft among his brothers? Too... ambitious? I don't know. In any case, they're all long dead and there's no point in dredging up the past.
King's Landing.
Jon Arryn watched with interest as the three brothers looked at each other in shock. The Hand himself was also confused. These words about the death of his brothers puzzled him greatly. He did not understand what kind of quarrel they were talking about between the two younger brothers.
Apparently, they did not either.
- You two - Robert spoke first - Okay, everything is clear about me, but you! What does this mean?! Do you have some kind of secret grudge against each other, for the sake of which you would kill each other?! Answer!
- N-no brother - Renly was clearly the most surprised. - Honestly! I am loyal to you and have nothing against Stannis. I have no idea what that voice is talking about.
- Yes? - Robert turned his gaze to the middle brother. - Maybe you will say Stannis? He only looked at his brother, and then turned back towards the mirror.
- No. I myself do not understand anything and I think they will give us an answer. Moreover, pay attention to the other words "His honor and justice were even stronger than my father's." They clearly contain many more answers. Now Arren paid attention to this. And indeed. If you scroll through all the words, it turns out that this narrator knew Stannis. And Renly, and Robert. Moreover, he, and the voice is male, was the son of an honest and fair lord. Although there are many of them, for some reason it seemed to him that he meant someone very significant and specific in these words. But so far he had no ideas. Like the others.
The Rebellion of Balon Greyjoy 286 AC - The Ironborn decided to declare war on all of Westeros. They started with Lannisport. Honestly, I don't quite understand what they were counting on? Although they were strong at sea, fighting on land against everyone was tantamount to suicide. I'm not surprised they were defeated.
The attack on Lannisport is shown; the deaths of the Greyjoys; the storming of Pyke; the annexation of the Iron Islands.
For many, this was not news. Everyone remembered the war that had happened only a few years ago. Hatred for the Ironborn still lingers in the hearts of men, especially in the North and Lannisport.
The Iron Islands.
Balon Greyjoy had knocked everything off the table in a fit of anger. He had not yet forgotten the shame of kneeling before the Stag. He had lost three sons in that war (yes, three, he considered Theon unworthy) and he would never forget it.
Asha, who sat nearby, watched Pyke burn, and remembered the day she had sat in the room with Theon and watched her home burn. She had lost two brothers in that war, and the third had been taken as a hostage, though she had wanted him left and her taken.
Winterfell.
Theon drank quietly, trying not to attract attention. Many people here did not like the Ironborn, even him. He sometimes caught glances at him, but tried to ignore them. He was in a foul mood. Robb patted him on the shoulder in support. He felt a little better. At least someone here did not consider him an enemy.
King's Landing.
- All this is, of course, very interesting - Cersei grimaced a little, looking at the delighted Robert when he again bragged about his past - But what is the point of showing us all this? Many people know these stories, and it is not entirely clear what they are trying to tell us.
- Oh-oh-oh, my dear sister, it is much simpler - Tyrion sipped from his cup. - If you remembered the beginning of this story, everything would fall into place.
- And what then? – The last thing she wanted was to be reproached by her hated younger brother.
-And the fact that these are, one might say, the last notes of a certain man who is going to the upcoming battle in a war unknown to us. And apparently he knew the Baratheon brothers, and therefore he lived in our time and now they will tell us about the future war that may come.
-Your brother is absolutely right, my queen – Varys nodded in agreement – These mirrors did not appear for no reason. And now we will finally find out why.
And finally, the war that became the beginning of terrible events. The war in which my home, my family suffered. It became the beginning of the coming terrible events that will change the world forever.
The War of the Five Kings. 298. AC
Shock, disbelief, fear. All of them were in the thoughts of all the inhabitants of Westeros. They could not believe it. This war was supposed to begin very soon.
Panic engulfed all the cities and villages of the Seven Kingdoms. The commoners were afraid, the lords and nobles began to argue and gather their vassals. More riots began, and once again Westeros was plunged into panic.
Winterfell.
- How many kings' war?!" Robb jumped up from his seat, not believing the words he had heard. Everyone in the hall was equally stunned. His mother began to pray quietly, but he paid no attention to her. He was most concerned about his father's reaction. He was only looking at the mirrors, clenching his fists. He stood up from his seat and everyone turned their attention to him.
- Calm down, everyone. - There was no doubt in his voice, only iron determination.
- There is no point in panicking and causing disorder again.
- Under his pressure, everyone fell silent, and silence fell in the hall.
- Ser Rodrik, take men and restore order in the castle, if there is none. And also inform Maester Luwin that I ask him to prepare to send letters to every house in the north, calling for them to be ready for the call.
- Yes, my lord. - The knight bowed and went to do his duties.
- Father. - Robb did not know what to ask. - Is there really going to be a war?
- I don't know son, but we need to be prepared for this development.
Highgarden.
- What nonsense? - Mace pointed furiously at the mirror. - What kind of war of the Five Kings is this?! Where did so many come from?
- Quiet, Mace. - Olenna barked at her son and he fell silent. - You better get ready to gather your men. This news will cause big problems. And we better be ready. In fact, she agreed with her son. The devil knows where four more pretenders to the throne came from besides Baratheon and his heirs. She didn't like what was going to happen next. After all, her house could potentially be among the rebels. They joined Baratheon only after the defeat of the Targaryens and perhaps something was supposed to happen in the future, since so many pretenders appeared. But what?
Casterly Rock.
- Where did the Five Kings come from? - Kevan was at a loss. - Brother, what should we do?
Tywin remained silent. This news was unexpected for him. Even more than all the previous ones. What does it matter what happened. What is important is that now they will show the war that was supposed to happen in a couple of months. Considering that Robert will sit on the throne, who were the other four false kings? Targaryens? Possibly. But who else?
- Begin to prepare the troops. Order all the commanders to gather. Kevan nodded and left the office.
Dorne.
Doran could not believe it. The war that was supposed to happen very soon had a completely absurd name. What the hell other five kings?! Who would even put forward their rights to the throne? Baratheons and... who? Then it dawned on him.
Each such thought was frightening and put them in a very dangerous position. If word got out now that he was preparing to lend his aid to the Targaryen children, Dorne would be in a dangerous position. There was only one consolation. Besides Robert and, possibly, Viserys, there were three other contenders. But again the question arose... who?
King's Landing.
Robert jumped up from his chair.
-What? - He hit the table so hard that all the more or less light objects jumped.
- What does this mean?! What the hell are five kings?! Who, who dared to claim the throne?! Who dared to rebel against the royal family?! The council was not in the best mood.
This news was shocking for everyone. Everyone analyzed in their heads all the information they had heard. In addition to Baratheon, four more parties had put forward their claims to the throne.
Varys was nervous inside. If one of the candidates was Viserys, then there was a chance that he could be exposed and then he would definitely lose his head. No, the main thing was that they didn't kill him before they even brought him to the dungeon. Even in this state, Robert was capable of smashing his head with something heavy.
Although the king had become fat, he still had a lot of strength left. Now, the spider could only pray that he would not be mentioned. And in general, Viserys's candidacy did not exist at all, because he knew how mad he was becoming. It was unlikely that anyone supported him. Although perhaps Dorne or the Tyrells, or maybe both. But it was hard to believe. But who the other three were, he could not know... Or could. Looking at Stannis, he did not see the same surprise in his eyes as the others. Even Selmy lost his calm expression. No, he saw determination and confidence there. And as soon as Baratheon cast a quick glance at Cersei and Jamie, it dawned on him...
Now the picture began to come together. Stannis would never go against his brother. But against his alleged son, easily. No one except a few people knew about the true origins of Cersei's children. And most likely, Joffrey would take the throne after Robert's death. There was little doubt that the king would most likely be killed. And then Stannis would rebel against the crown and declare his rights to the throne.
Yes. Everything was clear now. Stannis was little loved. But Renly, on the contrary. Most likely, he also wanted the throne for himself and also declared his rights.
Albeit bypassing his brother. But many would not care because of the reputation of the average Baratheon. And now before his eyes there are possibly four future kings. But who is the fifth? And will there be any? After all, it is worth hearing Stannis and Renly among the future candidates, as the former will definitely declare the crimes of the Lannisters. And most likely he has evidence.
The birds reported to him about the strange interest in the Hand of the bastards of Robert. And now it was clear too. With Arryn's support, the Lannisters will definitely be pushed to the wall.
Its participants were:
Joffrey Lannister, on whose side the Westerlands and the Crownlands spoke out.
Stannis Baratheon, on whose side there were not many allies, since the rest swore allegiance to his brother.
Renly Baratheon, on whose side the Tyrells and the Stormlands spoke out.
Balon Greyjoy, who declared himself king again.
And the last participant, the King of the North and the Trident - Robb Stark, nicknamed "The Young Wolf".
All the inhabitants of Westeros could not believe their eyes. They had just been shown the future contenders for the Iron Throne, but most of all they were struck by the new King of the North and the Trident. The entire North was more shocked than anyone else. And then there were cheers for Ned Stark's son.