This tale began before the hero even took breath. Many years ago, before war and corruption there were eight houses. Each one living in their own way and all living by different beliefs. Yet all houses wished to join into one. To have one rule them all. Every house, but one. This house knew that having one rule would mean destruction, that no one man could rule over so much without falling in greed and madness.
The brother houses felt betrayed by the one solace house, so they cast it away knowing that with time the house would fade into nothing but a myth. This house, alone and deserted, instead became fueled by despise and strayed away from them vowing to never be fool of anyone again.
The now new 7 kingdoms, boisterous and mighty, never heard of said house for some time.
Until 5 years before the story begins. Food stock low and people waited for traders that never came. Then a new series of rumors began. All of a hidden kingdom, beautiful and wealthy. With a strong and just king and queen. There was even talk that people called this place the Just Kingdom. And whenever anyone asked where this kingdom was they would hear the same reply; "Only the ones who came from the kingdom know where it lies."
And no one ever came
Until one crisp morning of a summer's day. That is where our tale trully starts.
*Disclaimer*
I do not own Got or ASOIAF. I only own part of the story plot and everyone from the House of the Fire Pheonix.
A/N
This story is AU, so I apologize if anything doesn't seem to sound like something a character would say and OOC.
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