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Again, some of my random creative moments, sharing here for those Asoiaf friends of mine who are STILL not on westerosorting
I wrote a little Dunk and Egg drabble. Basically it's when Dunk decides to tell Egg the truth about him being a Knight...
Years had passed since Dunk had been able to threat Egg with a clout on the ear. Now he was one of his Kingsguard and King Aegon would announce tomorrow that he, the finest Knight in the Realm, was going to be the Captain.
"The finest Knight", Dunk thought. "A lie." For years he had tried to justify himself for not telling the truth about his "knighting", but now he could not go on lying to the King, his friend.
With a deep breath he entered the chambers of King Aegon V.
"Dunk, it's good to see you!" Egg greeted him, as always cheerful. "Though if you are here to tell me that a boy from Flea Bottom is not worth the title of Captain of the Kingsguard, you are wasting your time. And worse, my time."
"Your Grace," Dunk began, but Egg interrupted him. "Your Grace is for the audience room and the court. Please, don't start to behave like them when we are alone. That is a royal order." he winked.
"Your Grace," Dunk continued nonetheless, "I have to tell you something." Egg, noticing that something was amiss, waited.
"You can't make me your captain of the Kingsguard. I shouldn't even be in your Guard." Dunk sighed. Better getting it over and done with.
"I am not a knight. I've lied to you all those years. Ser Arstan never knighted me. I just took his sword and pretended to be something I am not."
Aegon did not reply at once. Dunk saw that his face became incredulous, then angry.
"So you are telling me, that you are not a knight?" he asked, with a dangerous tone in his voice. "You are telling me that after all those years after all you have done, that you are not a knight?"
Aegon stood up, and though he was more than two feet smaller than Dunk, he seemed to be towering over him.
"YOU, WHO DEFENDED A PUPPETEER AGAINST A TARGARYEN PRINCE, RISKING YOUR LIFE TO PROTECT THE WEAK, YOU, FOR WHOM THE SMALLFOLK CHEERED, YOU WHO TEACHED ME THE TRUE VALORS AND VOWS OF KNIGHTHOOD, YOU, WHO HAVE SEEN MY BROTHER SAFELY TO THE WALL, YOU COME TO ME DARING TO TELL ME THAT YOU ARE NOT A TRUE KNIGHT???!!!"
And suddenly he started to laugh. Dunk looked at him bewildered, wondering if this was the first sign of the famous Targaryen madness. Aegon laughed and laughed and finally said "Dunk, you are really thick as a wall. Do you really think I care? Don't come to me telling me such follies." More seriously he added "It was never about the knighting. It's about how you live the vows of a Knight. And it's strange that I should be the one telling you this, when you've been the one showing it to me since the first day we met."
Going back to his chair, he added "Begone now. Tomorrow you'll be the Captain of my Kingsguard. I'm sure you have a lot to do."
So and then I have played around with the dA Wall tool. It's pretty limited, but well, here are the results, two simple sketches, more abstract than anything actually.
Lord Hoster's Funeral
Fields of Fire
I wrote a little Dunk and Egg drabble. Basically it's when Dunk decides to tell Egg the truth about him being a Knight...
Years had passed since Dunk had been able to threat Egg with a clout on the ear. Now he was one of his Kingsguard and King Aegon would announce tomorrow that he, the finest Knight in the Realm, was going to be the Captain.
"The finest Knight", Dunk thought. "A lie." For years he had tried to justify himself for not telling the truth about his "knighting", but now he could not go on lying to the King, his friend.
With a deep breath he entered the chambers of King Aegon V.
"Dunk, it's good to see you!" Egg greeted him, as always cheerful. "Though if you are here to tell me that a boy from Flea Bottom is not worth the title of Captain of the Kingsguard, you are wasting your time. And worse, my time."
"Your Grace," Dunk began, but Egg interrupted him. "Your Grace is for the audience room and the court. Please, don't start to behave like them when we are alone. That is a royal order." he winked.
"Your Grace," Dunk continued nonetheless, "I have to tell you something." Egg, noticing that something was amiss, waited.
"You can't make me your captain of the Kingsguard. I shouldn't even be in your Guard." Dunk sighed. Better getting it over and done with.
"I am not a knight. I've lied to you all those years. Ser Arstan never knighted me. I just took his sword and pretended to be something I am not."
Aegon did not reply at once. Dunk saw that his face became incredulous, then angry.
"So you are telling me, that you are not a knight?" he asked, with a dangerous tone in his voice. "You are telling me that after all those years after all you have done, that you are not a knight?"
Aegon stood up, and though he was more than two feet smaller than Dunk, he seemed to be towering over him.
"YOU, WHO DEFENDED A PUPPETEER AGAINST A TARGARYEN PRINCE, RISKING YOUR LIFE TO PROTECT THE WEAK, YOU, FOR WHOM THE SMALLFOLK CHEERED, YOU WHO TEACHED ME THE TRUE VALORS AND VOWS OF KNIGHTHOOD, YOU, WHO HAVE SEEN MY BROTHER SAFELY TO THE WALL, YOU COME TO ME DARING TO TELL ME THAT YOU ARE NOT A TRUE KNIGHT???!!!"
And suddenly he started to laugh. Dunk looked at him bewildered, wondering if this was the first sign of the famous Targaryen madness. Aegon laughed and laughed and finally said "Dunk, you are really thick as a wall. Do you really think I care? Don't come to me telling me such follies." More seriously he added "It was never about the knighting. It's about how you live the vows of a Knight. And it's strange that I should be the one telling you this, when you've been the one showing it to me since the first day we met."
Going back to his chair, he added "Begone now. Tomorrow you'll be the Captain of my Kingsguard. I'm sure you have a lot to do."
So and then I have played around with the dA Wall tool. It's pretty limited, but well, here are the results, two simple sketches, more abstract than anything actually.
Lord Hoster's Funeral
Fields of Fire