Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic

Braavos

Game of Thrones

The House of Black and White was one of the places in the Multiverse that remained hidden from the gazes of the Timelines and Deep Ones, despite not having any Bounded Field around it.

Limping, and wearing a black hooded robe, Simon walked up the steep steps of grey stone.

There was an eyepatch on his left eye, a crooked smile twitching on his face.

He approached the door and knocked twice.

The wooden doors were twelve feet high and carved. The left door was weirwood, the right ebony. In the center of the doors was a carved moon face ebony on weirwood, weirwood on ebony.

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The door opened and a kindly, old man eyed him, wearing a cowled robe with black on the right side and white on the left. He was the priest in charge of the temple.

"Valar Morghulis, Priest," Simon greeted, touching his forehead with two fingers and letting them fall. In the palm of his other hand, he flashed the Iron Coin of Braavos.

The kindly, old man returned the gesture, eying the coin. "Valar Dohaeris... Bishop."

The Faceless Men entered the Temple, Simon following the black man with a limp.