Plamia i krov': Krov' drakonov - Martin D.

Tyrion Lannister has not yet become a hostage of cruel rock, Bran Stark has not yet become a cripple, and the head of his father Ned Stark has not yet slid down from the scaffold. No man in the Kingdoms dares to even assume that Daenerys Targaryen will one day be called the Mother of Dragons. Westeros did not lead to obedience to neighboring states, and the Iron Throne, which, according to the saying, was shackled in blood and flames, is far from saturated. Ancient as the world itself, history descends from the pages of dilapidated manuscripts, and only we, septons, can separate true events from pathetic dabonds, and truth from slanderous slander.
Sit closer to the fire, good listeners, and you'll know:
- how King's Landing became the capital of capitals,
- how glorious feats, beyond the control of the imagination, were accomplished, and how brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers lost their minds in a bloody struggle for power,
- as the dragon tribe gradually gave way to dragons in human form,
- as well as many others were old days - funny and untoldly terrible, sabre-rattling armor and playing on baking pipes, filling our hearts with pride and sadness ...