domingo, 16 de marzo de 2014


I just had this idea in mind. The Fourth Story of "The Snow Queen", with Renly Baratheon as the Clever Princess and Loras Tyrell as her intellectual equal. So I thought: Why not give it a try?

Fourth Story, "The King and his Beloved"

In this kingdom of the Stormlands, there lives a young royal of unusual cleverness, to match his wealth and good looks. They say he owns as many books as he has doublets, and speaks foreign languages as easily as you please. Having been separated from his brothers as a child, he has been taught fine arts and philosophy and such things by his guardians.
A short time ago, after ruling for a couple of years with his antler crown (which is not as light as it seems) on, he turned to his advisors and spoke the following words: "Why shouldn't I marry?" "Why not indeed?", they said, and so he determined to marry if he could find a partner who knew what to say when he was spoken to, and not one who could only look grand, for that would be so tiresome... Then he assembled his entire court together in the courtyard of the Stormhold and told them of his intentions, to much rejoicing and acclaim.
The young royal wrote a proclamation himself, in Old Valyrian, and had it copied out and affixed to the doors of every estate in the Stormlands, the Westerlands, and the Reach.
The notice stated that every young man who was handsome enough (and endowed with a beautiful younger sister) was free to visit the castle of Storm's End and speak with King Renly; and those who could reply loud enough to be heard when spoken to, were to make themselves quite at home in the palace, but the one who spoke best would be chosen as a brother-in-law and lover for His Majesty.
One would have expressed surprise at this unusual method of selecting a husband,
Learned men and upstarts and bannermen came in crowds, until the palace was quite crowded with suitors, but not one of them was able to meet the requirements. They could all speak very well in a lecture hall, or outside on the street, but when they stood in the great hall of the palace, surrounded by gilded plasterwork, and rose-red tapestries, and great silver mirrors that glowed with the light of a thousand candles, and saw the counts and barons and ladies and bannermen in all their finery, and the guards in green and golden uniforms, they grew nervous, and felt themselves shabby, though they wore their finest doublets of velvet or silk. And when they were called up to stand upon King Renly himself, seated on his throne with his raven hair as bright as the candles, they could do nothing but repeat the last thing he had said. And so he grew bored with each suitor, and sent them away.
The lucky stranger arrived on the third day. He came on foot, and did not wear a modest doublet like the others, and he was tall and thin, with auburn hair. When he passed through the palace gates, he saw the guards in their golden and green uniforms, and the nobles in all their splendour, but was not the least embarrassed, though his own breastplate, and the doublet below, were faded and worn. There was, within the palace, a series of halls, each grander than the last.  First came a hall with a floor of white marble, hung with tapestries of crimson silk. Then a hall with a floor of pink marble, hung with paintings of such size and magnificence, followed in turn by a third hall, which had a floor of black and white marble laid in squares like a chessboard, and which was hung with mirrors in gilded frames.
He went boldly up to the king himself, who was seated on a golden throne covered in pearls, and all the ladies of the court were present with their maids, and all the counts and barons and knights and bannermen with their servants; and every one of them was dressed so finely that they shone as brightly as the mirrors. Even the servants wore cloth of gold, and they were all so proud that they would not even look at him, because he had come to the palace with ink on his fingers.
He was quite solemn and not at all afraid, and said he had not come to woo the king (in his sister's name), but to hear his wisdom; and Loras was as pleased with Renly as Renly was with Loras.

(Fragment from the Seventh Story, "What Happened Beyond the Wall, and What Happened Afterwards"):
"They are gone to foreign countries. On a great voyage of exploration, and they have taken Loras's sister, the queen of the Stormlands, with them, and also one of His Majesty's oldest friends, a fair lady knight who fights like no other of her kin".

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