09/02/2026 14:11

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Their passage south had been a stormy one. she promised, not before. A dream, she told herself, an old dream and a tangled coverlet, that's all it was. In her hands was a crown, a bronze circlet ringed by iron swords.

or begone with you. Thrice wed. Beside her rode Lord Renly. Years of prayer and sacrifice and study are required to work a proper glamor.