NED STARK POV

I was making my way toward King's Landing when I saw the smoke rising above the city. My heart sank as I realized that something terrible had happened. The closer I got to the city, the more I could feel the heat of the flames and the smell of burning wood and flesh.

As I rode through the gates, I could see that the city was in chaos. The streets were filled with people running and screaming, and buildings were collapsing in flames. I saw the Red Keep in the distance, and I knew that I had to get there as quickly as possible.

As I rode towards the castle, I saw Jaime Lannister on the ground, his golden armor stained with blood. I dismounted my horse and rushed over to him, trying to assess his injuries. He was badly wounded, but still conscious. He told me that he had tried to stop the Mad King from setting fire to the city, but it was too late. The king had already ordered the pyromancers to ignite the hidden caches of wildfire throughout the city, including those under the Red Keep.

I could feel the weight of what he was saying as I looked out at the city, now engulfed in flames. I knew that we had to get out of there before it was too late. I helped Jaime to his feet, and we stumbled towards the castle.

But it was too late. The wildfire had already reached the Red Keep, and the explosion was deafening. The walls shook, and flames shot out from every window and crevice. I could feel the heat on my face, and I knew that we were doomed.

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We tried to run, but the flames were too intense. Jaime collapsed, and I realized that there was nothing more that I could do for him. I had to save myself. I managed to find a hidden passageway and made my way out of the castle just as the roof collapsed in a fiery explosion.

As I stumbled out into the daylight, I saw the city burning around me, and I knew that it would never be the same again. The Mad King had destroyed everything in his madness, including Jaime Lannister, a man who had tried to do the right thing, even when it meant going against his own Oaths as a kings guard.

Robert Baratheon POV

As I rode towards the Trident, I could hear the sounds of battle in the distance. My heart was heavy with the knowledge that many brave men would die today, but duty called and I had to answer.

As we charged toward the enemy lines, I could see the determination on the faces of my men. They knew that this battle would decide the fate of the Seven Kingdoms and they were willing to lay down their lives for it.

But as we fought, a rumor began to spread among the troops. A rumor that King Aerys had ordered the burning of King's Landing, killing thousands of innocent people. I refused to believe it at first, thinking it was just another one of those war-time rumors.

But as the battle raged on, I could see the smoke rising in the distance. I knew that it was not just a rumor, that King's Landing was truly burning.

My heart sank as I thought of the innocent lives lost, the women and children trapped in the flames. And then I heard the rumors of Jamie Lannister, the Kingslayer, the one who had sworn to protect the city and the king forced to kill the king due to his madness but he ultimately failed.

As the battle came to an end, I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness and anger at the destruction of King's Landing.