— ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏᴄ. — ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟ ʀᴘ/ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ʀᴘ. — ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ꜰʟᴇxɪʙʟᴇ. — ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ. — ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ/ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ. — ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ. — ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍ. — ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. — ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ.

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why not? i'll let you live.

helaena . .

yeah, i guess.

but he'd rather it be that way. growling.

he's feeling pissed off at people and wants to kill them.

looks like i’ll have to dive into that filthy place again.

alright. he can consider her arguments and find another way to let out his fury. does she have any suggestions?

disturbing and stupid thoughts, my queen. nothing a bit of drink can't fix.

i admire your ability to think like that, in the midst of so much . . pain.

need some attention, lovely?

. . now's the time we talk about something else.

well, cousin, some things just are the way they are. nothing to be done about it.

good that he's avoiding everyone but her. never her.

you . . don't need to know that.

is it alright if i punch aegon's face, or would that be some kind of crime against the crown?