“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!
And Jon’s weakness is revealed: women who like him. All that iron-clad willpower means little against a determined flirt lol.
Interesting chapter. You never shy away from relatively complex plots, and the numerous threads are shaping into a compelling mystery. It’s nice to see things going on at the “street-level” in addition to the global politics and mysticism. The one that jumped out to me is why is Jon calmer after Rhaella’s dream?
Thanks for writing.