“I dreamt… many things,” she murmured, eyes turning murky. “The seasons keep turning, and the long summer draws near…”
“Then, can you tell me?” Rhaella pressed. “What will become of me?”
The woodswitch raised her head, and her eyes were now clear but full of pity.
“Knowing will do you no good, princess.”
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on the ASOIAF universe. All recognisable characters, plots, and settings are the exclusive property of GRRM; I make no claim to ownership.
Edited by: Bub3loka
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Thanks for the chapter!
Love the quick thinking on Rhealla and Jon’s part. Jon playing off her opening to reveal dark sister, all while acting like they all ready know each other. That was great.
Excellent chapter. I enjoyed how Rhaella is fretting about forming a faction and then Jon lands in her lap. Metaphorically, of course.
Finally, they meet at last!