A Game of Thrones: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book OneRandom House Publishing Group, 1. jan. 2003 - 720 sider NOW THE ACCLAIMED HBO SERIES GAME OF THRONES—THE MASTERPIECE THAT BECAME A CULTURAL PHENOMENON Winter is coming. Such is the stern motto of House Stark, the northernmost of the fiefdoms that owe allegiance to King Robert Baratheon in far-off King’s Landing. There Eddard Stark of Winterfell rules in Robert’s name. There his family dwells in peace and comfort: his proud wife, Catelyn; his sons Robb, Brandon, and Rickon; his daughters Sansa and Arya; and his bastard son, Jon Snow. Far to the north, behind the towering Wall, lie savage Wildings and worse—unnatural things relegated to myth during the centuries-long summer, but proving all too real and all too deadly in the turning of the season. Yet a more immediate threat lurks to the south, where Jon Arryn, the Hand of the King, has died under mysterious circumstances. Now Robert is riding north to Winterfell, bringing his queen, the lovely but cold Cersei, his son, the cruel, vainglorious Prince Joffrey, and the queen’s brothers Jaime and Tyrion of the powerful and wealthy House Lannister—the first a swordsman without equal, the second a dwarf whose stunted stature belies a brilliant mind. All are heading for Winterfell and a fateful encounter that will change the course of kingdoms. Meanwhile, across the Narrow Sea, Prince Viserys, heir of the fallen House Targaryen, which once ruled all of Westeros, schemes to reclaim the throne with an army of barbarian Dothraki—whose loyalty he will purchase in the only coin left to him: his beautiful yet innocent sister, Daenerys. |
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... thousand years as the gloomy castle rose around it. It smelled of moist earth and decay. No redwoods grew here. This was a wood of stubborn sentinel trees armored in grey-green needles, of mighty oaks, of ironwoods as old as the realm ...
... thousand years as the gloomy castle rose around it. It smelled of moist earth and decay. No redwoods grew here. This was a wood of stubborn sentinel trees armored in grey-green needles, of mighty oaks, of ironwoods as old as the realm ...
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... thousand bloodstained hands. A face had been carved in the trunk of the great tree, its features long and melancholy, the deep-cut eyes red with dried sap and strangely watchful. They were old, those eyes; older than Winterfell itself ...
... thousand bloodstained hands. A face had been carved in the trunk of the great tree, its features long and melancholy, the deep-cut eyes red with dried sap and strangely watchful. They were old, those eyes; older than Winterfell itself ...
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... thousand. It's not only desertions. They are losing men on rangings as well.” “Is it the wildlings?” she asked. “Who else?” Ned lifted Ice, looked down the cool steel length of it. “And it will only grow worse. The day may come when I ...
... thousand. It's not only desertions. They are losing men on rangings as well.” “Is it the wildlings?” she asked. “Who else?” Ned lifted Ice, looked down the cool steel length of it. “And it will only grow worse. The day may come when I ...
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... thousand years. Maester Luwin will tell you they never lived at all. No living man has ever seen one.” “Until this morning, no living man had ever seen a direwolf either,” Catelyn reminded him. “I ought to know better than to argue with ...
... thousand years. Maester Luwin will tell you they never lived at all. No living man has ever seen one.” “Until this morning, no living man had ever seen a direwolf either,” Catelyn reminded him. “I ought to know better than to argue with ...
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... thousand horses, tonight he looks for a different sort of mount.” He studied her critically. “You still slouch. Straighten yourself.” He pushed back her shoulders with his hands. “Let them see that you have a woman's shape now.” His ...
... thousand horses, tonight he looks for a different sort of mount.” He studied her critically. “You still slouch. Straighten yourself.” He pushed back her shoulders with his hands. “Let them see that you have a woman's shape now.” His ...
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armor Arryn Arya asked Baratheon Barristan bastard beneath Benjen Benjen Stark blade blood Bran Bran’s Bronn brother castle Catelyn Catelyn Stark Cersei cloak cold command Daenerys Dany dark dead direwolf door Dothraki dragon Eddard Stark eyes face fingers girl gods Grand Maester Pycelle grey Greyjoy hair hand head heard Hodor honor horse Illyrio Jaime Joffrey Jon Arryn Jon Snow Jon’s Jorah Jory Khal Drogo king King’s Landing Kingsguard kingsroad knew knight lady laughed legs Littlefinger looked Lord Eddard lord father Lord Tywin Lysa m’lord Maester Luwin man’s Mormont never Night’s Watch prince Prince Joffrey Pycelle queen Rickon ride Riverrun Robb Robert rode Rodrik Sandor Clegane Sansa Septa Septa Mordane Seven Kingdoms sister smile Stannis steel stone stood sword Targaryen tell Theon Theon Greyjoy There’s thought told took tower Tyrion Lannister uncle Viserys voice Wall whispered Winterfell wolf words