“My son, on the day you were born, all of Westeros whispered your name, Arthas…” —Tywin Lannister. “Enough with the nonsense.” Arthas Lannister, clad in heavy black armor, his face mostly hidden by a sapphire-encrusted helmet, slowly approached, a greatsword of deep blue, engraved with a skull and ram's head, held in his right hand. “Speak your last words, Father!”

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Chapter 24 - From Author