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Send 'Soft gestures' + a number for my muses reaction to yours

Feel free to combine gestures as you see fit!

Brushing hair out of their face

Hugging them from behind

Kissing the nape of their neck

Tickling them

Whispering sweet nothings in their ear

Playing with their hair

Tracing patterns on their skin

Rubbing their back

Cuddling them

Wrap them up in a blanket

Put a scarf around their neck

Help them with a zipper, laces, ect.

Help them with their tie

Help them clasp a necklace around their neck

Trace their scars

Kiss their forehead

Rub their shoulders

Kiss their knuckles

Kiss their fingertips

Caress their face

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I just think she needs more kisses. and hugs. more affection in general actually.

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#calling back to the great empire of the dawn and retroactively undoing the fallacy of the blood betrayal #the world being a cycle and correcting itself in a way #the balance being restored after being thrown out of wack for so long #do you see the vision

the way that if Dany still holds Meereen and the other cities of fka Slavers’ Bay (even if via a proxy council) and takes the Iron Throne she will technically be an Empress, not just a Queen

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♛ ⊱ @halfyearsqueen ⊱ ❝ I must marry, all agree. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I  NEVER  AGREED  TO  SUCH  A  THING !  ❞  It's  not  becoming  of  a  queen  to  pout,  yet  she  does  so  all  the  same,  arms  crossed  over  her  chest  as  she  turns  away  from  her  sister.  Her  eyes  sting  with  tears,  a  bitter  quiver  of  her  bottom  lip  as  the  realization  washes  over  her.  A  queen  she  may  be,  but  she  is  still  young  enough,  and  she  is  allowed  her  moments  of  petulance.  ❝ Am  I  to  sell  you  like  a  broodmare  to  strengthen  my  own  might?  Is  that  what  this  has  come  to?  ❞  Must  she  trade  her  sister  for  another  alliance,  just  as  she  herself  was  once  sold?  What  hurts  the  most  is  that  Daenerys  knows,  truly,  this  would  be  the  correct  move.  If  Rhaenyra  is  willing,  if  this  is  what  role  she  wants  to  play  to  bring  them  closer  to  reclaiming  their  family's  throne,  is  it  right  for  Dany  to  deny  her  that?  The  queen  in  her  knows  that  this  is  what  must  be  done  for  the  sake  of  duty,  but  the  little  sister  that  she  is  rejects  the  notion  violently  in  her  own  heart.  Rhaenyra  is  all  she  has  left.  What  good  is  it  to  gain  a  crown,  to  raise  an  army  to  one  day  sail  west  and  reclaim  their  home,  if  part  of  the  price  she  must  pay  is  to  send  her  away?  ❝ I don't care if this is what everyone else thinks is best. Is  this  what  you  wish?  You  know  I  would  never  request  such  a  thing  of  you,  ❞  she  asks  weakly,  a  sudden  tiredness  seeping  into  her  flesh  and  bones,  palms  bracing  against  the  stone  fence  of  her  terrace.  ❝ Must  I  lose  you,  too?  ❞

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♛ ⊱ @isefyres ⊱ You don't need to say a word. I never expected you to feel the same. - from jorah, a goodbye from the old bear maybe

ㅤㅤㅤSOMEHOW  SHE'D  ALWAYS  KNOWN.  She  could  never  admit  it  to  herself,  but  she  knew,  she  knew  all  along  why  Jorah  fought  so  hard  for  her.  Her  sweet  bear.  Even  when  she  had  sent  him  away,  he  had  come  back  to  die  for  her  if  need  be.  This  man  who  once  longed  for  his  home,  he  traded  his  pardon  and  his  chance  to  return  there  to  save  her  life,  and  for  years  he  protected  her  in  spite  of  that  deceit, in spite of her passing anger at him.  ❝ I  know,  ❞  she  whispers.  ❝ I'm  sorry.  ❞  Jorah  had  always  been  there,  and  she's  not  sure  what  to  think  now,  knowing  that  he  won't  be  any  longer.  By  her  own  insistence,  of  course;  the  war  is  over,  her  throne  is  hers,  and  he  deserves  to  go  home  and  rejoin  his  family.  Yet  knowing  that  they  are  fortunate  enough  to  part  on  these  good  terms,  both  alive  and  well  and  with  their  own  families  to  tend  to  now,  it  does  not  make  it  any  easier  to  say  goodbye.  ❝ You  don't  know  what  it  meant  to  me  to  have  you  at  my  side  for  all  these  years.  I  would  not  be  here  if  not  for  you,  Jorah.  ❞  Dany  pushes  up  on  her  toes,  placing  a  chaste  and  gentle  kiss  upon  the  knight's  cheek  as  she  always  has,  for  what  could  be  the  last  time.  ❝ Write  to  me  often.  Tell  me  how  things  fair  with  your  daughter.  And  the  fox  woman,  I  expect  to  hear  of  a  betrothal  soon.  If  you  don't,  I  have  half  a  mind  to  come  to  Bear  Island  and  chastise  you  myself,  ❞  she  jests,  but  any  joy  in  her  features  quickly  sobers.  ❝ I  mean  it,  Ser  Jorah.  This  is  your  queen's  final  command  for  you:  go  home,  and  claim  your  own happiness.  You  deserve  as  much.  ❞

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♛ ⊱ @sigilsongs ⊱ they were pointing at us. what are they shouting? from Perianne Moore in her Pearl Child of Leng verse

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ MHYSA,  ❞  the  Dragon  Queen  answers,  casting  bright  smiles  as  she  waves  to  those  they  pass.  ❝ The  call  me  mhysa.  It  means  mother.  The  people  of  the  lower  districts  Meereen  are  not  accustomed  to  the  highborn  deeming  to  walk  among  them, so our appearance will be shocking to some.  A  few  months  ago,  these  people  were  only  slaves.  ❞  They  were  less  than  people  in  the  eyes  of  their  former  masters;  only  property,  tools  to  be  used  and  discarded.  Now  this  market  is  their  own,  and  they  will  be  the  ones  rewarded  for  their  hard  work,  able  to  keep  the  profits  of  their  wares  for  themselves  to  feed  their  own  families.  Perhaps  its  dangerous  to  stroll  through  the  streets  so  leisurely  with  the  threat  of  the  Harpy  always  looming,  but  she  will  not  be  a  queen  that  hides  herself  from  her  people  out  of  fear.  She  needs  to  see  for  herself  how  they  fare,  listen  to  their  tales  as  well  as  their  complaints  and  consider  what  more  they  need  to  thrive.

  ㅤㅤㅤBut  she  also  realizes  her  guest  might  not  be  so  accustomed  to  walking  among  the  lowborn.  It  is  a  good  experience  to  have,  Dany  thinks,  for  the  highborn  who  would  otherwise  spend  their  lives  unaware  of  what  things  are  like  outside  of  the  bounds  of  nobility  and  luxury.  Some  might  be  better  caretakers  of  their  people  if  they  only  knew  what  they  dealt  with  in  their  lives.  The  Pearl  Child  of  Leng  might  not  stand  to  inherit  rulership  in  her  future,  but  she  did  come  west  for  new  experiences,  did  she  not?  ❝ We  are  almost  to  the  bay,  and  just  in  time  for  sunset,  too.  One  of  my  favorite  sights  here,  how  the  colors  of  the  sky  glisten  against  the  water.  I've  asked  for  supper  to  be  brought  to  us  there  instead  of  waiting  until  we  return  to  the  pyramid.  ❞

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feeling feral, might rewrite the scene where dany mercy kills drogo later this week bc she deserves SOME closure for the shit she went through at the very least

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ㅤㅤㅤ❝ IT'S  LIKE  I  SAID;  IT'S  EASIER  TO  GET  YOUR  HEAD  IN  ORDER  WHEN  YOU  HAVE  TO  SIT  IN  ONE  PLACE  FOR  THE  BETTER  PART  OF  AN  HOUR.  ❞  She  can  only  imagine  how  some  of  her  past  enemies  would  seethe  if  they  only  knew  that  their  downfalls  were  plotted  in  such  a  way.  So  many  proud  men  would  crumble  at  the  realization  that  their  power  unraveled  while  the  queen  was  having  her  hair  tended  to.  Most  could  hardly  accept  that  a  woman  had  bested  them  at  all,  yet  now  all  they  have  left  to  show  for  generations  of  cruelty  is  ashes.  Dany  cannot  help  but  laugh  aloud  at  the  other's  bold  words,  eyes  flickering  down.  She  was  unaware  of  how  noticeable  some  things  might  be,  given  that  she  hadn't  paid  much  attention  to  it  herself.  ❝ Gods,  I  didn't  realize  it  was  that  obvious.  If  my  wolf  has  noticed,  he  hasn't  said  so,  though  I  suppose  we've  both  been  distracted  recently.  ❞  What  a  precarious  time  it  is,  bringing  one  war  to  and  end,  only  to  rush  off  to  another  immediately  afterward.  Perhaps  the  worst  time  for  her  to  get  with  child,  in  truth,  but  she'll  not  complain;  she's  just  thankful  that  it  has  happened  at  all,  no  matter  the  timing.

  ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Thank  you.  I  promise  it  won't  be  a  secret  you'll  have  to  keep  for  much  longer.  ❞  She  only  needs  the  right  moment  to  make  it  known,  preferably  when  it  won't  be  such  a  distraction.  But  if  even  Val  can  see  the  changes,  maybe  she  won't  be  able  to  wait  as  long  as  she'd  originally  thought.  ❝ A  boy,  I  think,  ❞  her  smile  softens,  setting  the  brush  aside  to  flatten  a  palm  against  the  bottom  of  her  belly,  just  below  her  navel.  Barely  anything  there  except  a  firm  little  rise,  but  it's  there  all  the  same.  ❝ I  dreamt  of  him  the  night  Ezzara  told  me  I  was  with  child.  A  little  boy  with  the  brightest  blue  eyes.  I  wiped  the  snowflakes  from  his  hair,  and  he  crinkled  his  nose  the  same  way  his  father  does.  ❞  Her  fingers  return  to  Val's  hair,  finishing  the  last  few  twists  of  the  braid  she'd  been  working  on  before  moving  to  the  next  section.  ❝ It  seems  your  nephew  might  have  a  playmate  in  due  time.  ❞

"How   you   managed   to   take   so   many   cities   with   these   routine   goes   beyond   me.   Dalla   liked   doing   my   braids   too   but   she   was   always   more   southern   after   marrying   Mance."   Even   gave   her   silk   dresses,   silly   things   that   were   beautiful   but   had   no   importance   in   the   North,   not   where   she   was   before,   but   now,   she   can   use   them.   And   if   she   dares   venture   even   south,   maybe   she   can   find   more   uses.   "Aye.   You   told   me   so.   But   it   was   evident.   Your   teets   are   bigger.   Men   are   silly   for   not   noticing   that   sort   of   thing,   considering   how   much   they   enjoy   them."   She   jest,   but   there   is   a   sweet   smile   in   the   wielding   girl,   it   was   good   that   nice   things   were   happening   after   so   much   war   and   death   had   gone   through   everyone.  

"I   will   not   say   a   word.   Not   my   secret   to   share."   Val   understands   what   the   other   means,   things   are   just   starting   to   get   better   and   there   is   still   a   few   things   to   settle.   But   the   Gods   do   what   they   want   without   them   consenting   to   it   and   sometimes,   it   happens.   "Icefyre.   That   babe   will   be   strong."   Magic   from   both   sides.   A   Dragonwolf,   never   heard   of   such   a   thing   before   but   perhaps   now   it   was   the   time   for   magic   to   expand   even   further   than   they   knew.   "What   do   you   think   it   shall   be?   A   woman's   intuition   is   never   wrong."

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DUNE (2021) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary. suggested by lalamoon

it's good you're up early.

why do we have to go through all this, when it's already been decided?

if you want it, make me give it to you.

you look tired. more dreams?

there is no call we do not answer.

you put on muscle!

i would like you to take me with you.

can i trust you with something?

so you dreamed about stuff we all know about.

i dreamt about you.

i saw you lying dead, fallen in battle.

dreams make good stories, but everything important happens while we're awake.

i wish we could bring them all with us.

you don't think we'll ever come back?

i understand your impatience.

great leaders are raised in the mud, not around tables.

don't throw my words back at me.

i told my father i didn't want this either.

a good man doesn't seek to lead. he's called to it, and he answers.

i found my own way to it. you might find yours.

we have to be ready for anything.

don't stand with your back to the door.

i guess i'm not in the mood today.

you fight when the necessity arises, no matter your mood.

i have you.

will it be that bad?

you don't really understand the grave nature of what's happening to us.

the last of our ships have left.

to break a virtuous man, give him a burden too heavy to bear. a lesser man would drop it, but a good man will carry it 'til it crushes him.

get dressed and come with me.

what's in the box?

i must not fear. fear is the mind killer.

an animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape.

i will face my fear.

tell me about these dreams.

do you dream things that happen just as your dreamed them?

i could have died.

how does it feel to walk on another world?

how are you, old friend?

they were pointing at us. what are they shouting?

let's get you out of the sun.

if you mean to harm me, i warn you. whatever you're hiding won't be enough.

treat them well. these are friends.

i have so much to tell you.

that is all i have to say to you.

wait 'til you see. it's beautiful out there.

you're out of your mind! we're not going out there!

i knew you couldn't stay the hell away.

legend is a pretty word for a lie.

i think you're afraid it might be true.

how can i make my way if my destiny was written before i was born?

you have to sleep.

why not just cut their throats?

don't you dare touch my mother!

it's not safe for you here.

you're not coming with us?

one move and you die.

i would not have let you hurt my friends.

you chose the hardest way up.

i will not have them.

this will be an honor for you to die holding it.

this world will kill you.

do you yield?

this is only the beginning.

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ahem. weekly reminder that she is Babygirl actually and has never done anything wrong in her life ever.

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finally getting to sit down and write thinking I will have plenty of time and then boom it's 5pm and I have to get ready to go

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ㅤㅤㅤIT  SEEMS  FITTING  THAT  THE  CROWN  SHOULD  BE  RETURNED  TO  THE  NORTH  NOW.  They  are  their  own  kingdom  again,  and  at  least  she  can  say  she  gave  something  in  return;  a  symbol  of  faith,  more  than  what  mere  words  or  assurances  could  ever  be  worth  to  those  in  the  Northern  lands.  The  southern  six  kingdoms  are  better  united  under  a  ruler  who  can  keep  them  in  check,  to  keep  their  greed  and  envy  from  leading  them  to  war  with  each  other  over  land  and  resources  and  petty  squabbles  and  make  sure  those  within  the  kingdoms  have  their  needs  met  by  their  lords  and  ladies.  But  the  North  itself  is  as  big  as  the  other  six  kingdoms  combines,  even  more  so  now  with  the  territory  that  Robb  had  won  from  the  Lannisters  in  those  early  years  of  war,  and  it  would  not  be  fair  to  subject  them  to  the  rule  of  a  sovereign  so  far  away,  one  whose  attention  would  often  be  kept  elsewhere.  Far  better  it  is  to  leave  the  North  in  the  hands  of  those  who  can  be  trusted  to  rule  it,  the  ones  who  have  fought  so  hard  to  protect  their  people  and  know  their  needs.  How  fortunate  it  is  that  they  shall  have  two  kings  to  keep  them  safe  and  fed  even  as  winter  reaches  its  peak.

  ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I  hope  that  never  changes.  That  I  never  give  you  any  reason  to  doubt  how  much  I  believe  in  you.  ❞  How  odd  it  feels  in  this  grand  game  they  are  both  trapped  in,  to  trade  crowns  and  kingdoms  instead  of  flowers  and  gifts.  She  would  have  been  happy  without  any  of  it,  just  to  live  a  simple  life  in  a  simple  place,  as  long  as  he  could  be  there  with  her.  But  they  were  both  born  to  greater  things,  each  with  responsibilities  to  bear.  A  blessing  and  a  curse  in  some  ways.  ❝ We're  so  close  to  victory  now.  We'll  have  won  King's  Landing  within  the  week,  and  then  we  can  turn  our  attention  back to  the  real  fight.  ❞  The  one  beyond  the  Wall.  Death  itself,  threatening  to  tear  the  world  apart.  Perhaps  it  should  frighten  her  more  than  it  does,  but  she  has  always  held  some  strange  certainty  about  what  is  to  come.  They  will  win,  that  much  she  believes  without  a  doubt.  But  what  is  less  certain  is  who  will  be  lost  in  the  battles  to  come.  A  possibility  that  always  rests  in  the  back  of  her  mind,  one  that  she  dares  not  name.  And  yet,  among  it  all,  there  is  hope.  A  secret  that  rests  upon  her  tongue,  begging  to  be  spoken.  ❝ Robb,  ❞  Dany  whispers his name like a prayer,  her  hand  at  his  cheek  falling slowly  to  his  chest.  ❝ There  is  something  else.  ❞

He   listens   to   her   story   carefully.   He   had   heard   that   Aegon   forged   the   Iron   Throne   with   the   swords   of   those   he   defeated   in   battle   and   one   had   to   wonder   if   he   melted   the   crowns   of   the   old   kings   or   perhaps   made   new   things   with   them.   The   crown   he   has   is   a   replica,   something   built   as   a   reminder   from   sketches,   but   it   is   not   the   original   one,   lost   when   Torrhen   Stark   bend   the   knee   and   saved   the   North   from   fire.   He   moves   to   stand   beside   her   as   she   holds   something   that   is   recognizable   as   the   sigil   of   his   house.   The   Crown   of   Winter   has   runes   inscripted   in   the   Old   Tongue   of   the   Gods   Swords   and   wolf   sigil   appear   on   the   size   and   despite   the   years,   it   seems   as   if   the   crown   itself   has   not   been   touched   by   it.  

Once   his   hand   is   on   it,   he   feels   the   weight   of   it   but   also,   the   power   it   holds.   His   family   had   taken   control   of   the   North   long   before   the   Andals   and   the   Valyrians   came   to   try   and   take   it   away.   It   has   more   history   than   Westeros   as   they   know   it.   And   she   is   giving   it   back   to   him.   "I   never   doubted   your   support,   regardless   if   you   spoke   it   or   not."   Robb   confesses,   the   crown   sitting   on   his   hand   for   a   few   more   seconds   before   he   simply   lets   it   sit   by   the   size.  

"Thank   you."   Promises   made   when   no   one   would   hear   them,   promises   of   each   other's   hearts,   pulled   by   something   neither   could   fully   comprehend.   "I   shall   do   my   duty   as   King   in   the   North   and   you   will   be   our   Queen   of   the   South."

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Tony Ward

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whoever made this edit, may your pillow be cool on both sides every night

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ㅤㅤㅤ❝ THEY  SERVE  A  PURPOSE.  THEY  HELP  PROTECT  THE  HAIR  FROM  THE  WINDS  WHILE  RIDING  HORSEBACK.  ❞  Or  on  dragonback,  though  she  is  the  only  one  with  that  particular  concern.  It  was  a  tradition  of  her  ancestors,  as  well  as  a  tradition  of  the  Dothraki,  and  the  Dragon  Queen  likes  to  mix  the  two  styles.  The  Northerners  have  their  own  ways  when  it  comes  to  hair  and  braiding  too;  yet  another  new  thing  for  her  to  learn.  Northern  braids  seem  simpler,  more  practical  than  decorative,  with  a  style  of  threading  much  different  to  what  she  knows.  But  she  will  learn.  And  of  course,  she  does  enjoy  these  idle  talks  with  Val,  trading  gossips  and  whispers  like  they  are  just  women,  no  crowns  or  titles  in  sight.  ❝ I  quite  enjoy  it,  but  of  course  I  have  my  handmaids  to  help.  It's  a  rather  calming  way  to  spend  the  morning,  planning  my  day  in  my  head  while  the  girls  braid  my  hair.  ❞

ㅤㅤㅤBut  Dany  sucks  a  breath,  all  of  the  air  in  her  lungs  held  tightly  at  Val's  words,  violet  eyes  as  wide  as  a  doe's  as  she  looks  forward  at  their  reflections  in  the  mirror.  Her  first  instinct  is  to  deny  it,  to  give  some  rushed  excuse  for  any  perceived  changes.  Oh,  it's  the  food  she's  been  eating,  or  the  winter  air.  The  water  here  feels  different.  The  sun  is  not  so  harsh.  But  there's  no  use  in  trying  to  lie  now,  not  after  so  long  standing  there  with  her  mouth  agape,  unsure  of  how  to  answer.  No,  that  is  an  answer  in  itself,  is  it  not?

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I  only  found  out  not  too  long  ago,  ❞  Dany  clears  her  throat,  eyes  shying  away  from  the  mirror,  but  a  little  smile  does  rise  upon  her  lips.  ❝ Ezzara  said  I'm  at  least  three  months  along.  I  suppose  I'm  a  late  shower;  I  never  noticed  much  of  a  difference.  Of  course,  I  didn't  believe  her  at  first,  given  my  circumstances.  ❞  She  supposes  its  only  right  that  Val  knows,  considering  Val  is  one  of  the  few  who  she  has  told  of  the  maegi's  curse.  Dany  thought  she'd  hidden  it  well  enough  as there was not much there yet to hide,  concealing  the  small  swell  beneath  thicker  clothes.  Who  would  question  the  sudden  change  with  winter  reaching  its  heights?  But  she  should  have  known  this  would  not  last,  and  there  are  other  changes  she  can't  explain;  no,  this  could  not  stay  hidden  forever,  but  she'd  thought  she  could  at  least  keep  it  her  secret  for  just  a  little  while  longer.  ❝ Doreah  and  Missandei  know  as  well,  but  only  them.  The  timing  is  .  .  .  delicate.  ❞

// @snoblomst

@khalesci asked: ❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ (val)

"You   want   to   do   those   odd   braids   of   yours.   They   take   too   long."   She   does   not   need   them.   And   considering   recent   events   of   her   taking   residency   to   Jon's   bed,   the   purpose   of   braids   seem   to   go   to   waste   as   he   has   a   fascination   to   undo   them.   Her   wolf   is   not   exactly   without   passion,   and   she   enjoy   the   roughness   he   brings.   She   still   styles   her   hair   with   one   or   two   braids,   simple   hairstyles,   less   complicated   than   what   she   sees   Daenerys   wear.   "That   must   take   too   long   in   the   morning.   I   do   not   envy   you.   And   you   are   not   here   to   just   fix   my   heir,   dragoness.   You   are   here   to   gossip."  

As   they   do   so   often   recently.   The   two   could   not   be   so   different,   and   yet,   they   found   comfort   in   two   wolves   of   the   north,   with   their   own   unique   fire   to   them.   Leaders   chosen   by   their   folk,   strong   men,   with   big   appetites.   Val   does   not   complain,   and   she   knows   the   woman   before   her   doesn't   either.   "I   know   a   secret.   You   look   different,   like   my   sister   when   she   was   with   child."   Val   lets   it   bring   a   pause   for   a   moment,   before   a   smile   appears   on   her   lips.   "Is   it   true?   I   would   not   be   surprised,   considering   all   of   the   North   hear   you   both."

[khalesci]

𝙸𝚏  𝚑𝚎  𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝  𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑,  𝚕𝚎𝚝  𝚒𝚝  𝚋𝚎  𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑  𝚊  𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍  𝚒𝚗  𝚑𝚒𝚜  𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍,  𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚑𝚒𝚜  𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜  𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚜.  𝙷𝚎  𝚠𝚊𝚜  𝚗𝚘  𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎  𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔,  𝚑𝚊𝚍  𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛  𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗  𝚘𝚗𝚎  .  .  .  𝚋𝚞𝚝  𝚑𝚎  𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍  𝚍𝚒𝚎  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎  𝚘𝚗𝚎.  𝙻𝚎𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖  𝚜𝚊𝚢  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝙴𝚍𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍  𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔  𝚑𝚊𝚍  𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍  𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛  𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜,  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎.

❝  I  will  not  hang  him,  ❞  said  Jon.  ❝  Bring  him  here.  ❞  //  ❝  Oh,  Seven  save  us,  ❞  he  heard  Bowen  Marsh  cry  out.  The  smile  that  Lord  Janos  Slynt  smiled  then  had  all  the  sweetness  of  rancid  butter.

𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭  𝘑𝘰𝘯  𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥,

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝  𝐄𝐝𝐝 ,  𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡  𝐦𝐞  𝐚  𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 ,  ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥  𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸.

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