A sharp, tearing pain suddenly shot through Aegon’s head. He groaned and slumped back in the chair, barely able to stay upright as the agony
A sharp, tearing pain suddenly shot through Aegon’s head.
He groaned and slumped back in the chair, barely able to stay upright as the agony pulsed through his skull. Inside him, something was shifting.
His mental space and spirituality were undergoing profound changes.
Bit by bit, his mental space began to expand, pushing out...
2025-07-02 07:18:01 +0000 UTC
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Aegon let out a long breath as he lay on his bed, arms folded behind his head, eyes fixed on the ceiling above.
So that was their intent all along.
He had expected that Lord Corlys’s visit wasn’t solely for pleasantries, but a betrothal? To little Laena? A babe still in swaddling cloth?
That had caught him off guard.
What surprised him more was Lady Jocelyn’s immediate support. She had spoken in favor of it.
And Rhaenys, though sh...
2025-06-28 11:58:47 +0000 UTC
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Hello everyone,
Starting next week, I’ll be following a consistent chapter release schedule on Patreon.
Two new chapters will be released each week — one on Wednesday, and one on Saturday.
This schedule is for patrons who want to stay ahead of the public release.
It helps ensure there's always fresh content to look forward to and makes the reading experience more regular and reliable.
The story will continue to be ...
2025-06-28 05:28:42 +0000 UTC
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Dragonstone Castle, Evening
The torches lining the corridor flickered in the breeze that filtered through the ancient stone, their golden light dancing on the black walls of Dragonstone.
Aegon moved at a measured pace, Ser Clement a few steps behind, the soft sound of their boots echoing down the hall.
He’d been surprised when the queen’s servant had informed him: Lord Corlys Velaryon and Princess Rhaenys had arrived earlier that afternoon. Now they waited in the g...
2025-06-23 09:44:56 +0000 UTC
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Aegon reached for the gray stone and held it just above the crucible filled with coarse sand.
The grains shimmered faintly in the light, motionless for now.
Closing his eyes, he extended his spiritual perception outward, threading it into the stone.
He could see it.
The bound magic within the stone pulsed in subtle, rhythmic flows, gentle currents winding like roots through soil.
He focused carefully, isolating the specific segment of t...
2025-06-19 13:07:05 +0000 UTC
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Dragonstone, Black Vault Tower, Late Morning
The chamber was quiet, save for the scratch of a quill on parchment. Aegon sat at a table near the window, writing steadily.
The room was large, plain, and cold, though the fireplace helped a little. A few crucibles of bronze and iron sat on side tables, along with mortars and pestles.
Two alembics and a pair of retorts glinted faintly in the firelight.
It wasn’t much, but it was enough.
He paused, ...
2025-06-16 15:16:39 +0000 UTC
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Oldtown, House Hightower
The raven arrived at the Hightower just as the evening bells tolled, their solemn chimes echoing through the ancient halls like the voice of history itself.
Lord Hobert Hightower stood by the high window of his solar as he broke the royal seal.
He unfurled the scroll with practiced ease, until his eyes reached the words at its heart.
His hands stilled.
The color drained from his face.
The parchment crinkled slightly in his gri...
2025-06-14 16:27:31 +0000 UTC
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Driftmark, House Velaryon
Within one of its warmer chambers, Lord Corlys Velaryon paced beneath the flickering light of a hearthfire.
In his hands, slightly crumpled from how tightly he gripped it, was a sealed letter bearing the unmistakable seal of the Crown.
The door creaked open. A maid stepped in, bowing slightly.
“My lord… Lady Rhaenys is here.”
Corlys stopped pacing but didn’t look up. He only gave a short nod.
Moments later, Rhaenys swept in...
2025-06-13 15:23:07 +0000 UTC
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Dragonstone Castle
Aegon walked through the corridor with measured steps, his expression unusually serious. The echo of his boots on the stone floor was the only sound that accompanied him as he made his way toward the royal chambers.
He hadn’t expected things to unfold quite like this.
His little "demonstration" in the training yard, fireballs slamming into armored dummies, the last consumed by a stream of searing flame, had gone beyond impressive.
It had been...
2025-06-12 11:44:49 +0000 UTC
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A brief silence followed.
The King’s jaw tensed, a flicker of irritation shadowing his features, but before he could speak, Aegon did.
His voice came low, even, but laced with steel.
“I am not an object, Maester,” Aegon said.
“I don’t need to be studied. I can control my flames.”
“And I can control myself.”
The words hung in the air like coals left to smolder, quiet, yet burning.
Aegon’s pulse was steady, b...
2025-06-10 20:17:58 +0000 UTC
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Hi everyone!
Just a quick update — chapters 1 to 32 of House of the Dragon: Aegon’s Infinite Class Tree are available to read for free on Royal Road.
If you ever want to revisit older chapters, or recommend the story to friends, here’s the public link:
🔗 [https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/116192/house-of-...
2025-06-09 17:41:11 +0000 UTC
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Aegon stood quietly near the far end of the Painted Table.
There was a stillness about him, calm on the surface, but a sharp eye would catch the flicker of tension behind his eyes, the careful control in every movement.
His grandmother had instructed him to dress properly and wait in the hall alongside his aunts and Lady Jocelyn.
She had entered earlier, accompanied by two of her most trusted retainers and a pair of older maesters, their faces drawn with confusion and quiet ...
2025-06-09 09:40:51 +0000 UTC
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“Knock, knock,” came the soft, deliberate taps on the chamber door.
Queen Alysanne, still seated in her chair by the hearth, lifted her gaze.
“Come in,” she called, her voice calm and firm.
The door creaked open, and Aegon stepped in, his face lit gently by the firelight. A maid was near the bed, adjusting the pillows.
“Leave us,” said the Queen, her tone gentler this time. The maid immediately bowed to her and then to Aegon before slipping out, the door cl...
2025-06-05 19:09:55 +0000 UTC
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