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258 AC, the Red Keep The Young Princess Rhaella woke up in a cold sweat again. This time, she had dreamed of cut throats and pools of blood. And the screams still echoed in her mind. It was her own screams… the ones she had heard from her older self. The manner of Septa Melona’s death had been covered up, but Septon Manton’s murder was seen by too many to be buried. “By noon, half the city will know a septon was killed in the Red Keep in broad daylight,” her father said, sipping…- 90.9 K • Ongoing
- 258 AC The Young Princess Keep the weirwood close. Rhaella fiddled with her hairpin. Shaped like a dragon’s wing, it shone like polished bone under the lamplight and was warm in her fingers, but little to ease the tightness in her chest. Ser Rolland gave her a curt nod and slid the door open. The Hand’s audience chamber was surprisingly cool. It was the most likely place her father could be found when not in court or a small council meeting. Crimson Myrish rugs lined the floor,…
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