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+ white cloaks wouldn't go amiss either," she managed the joke, despite her cracking voice and, even, her fears — she had thought Harrenhal somewhat safe, away from the heart of the war on Blackwater Bay.
"At the least, to be in a place with a solid roof and less rain will be +
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The Queen had arrived in a state of regal fury, the music of beaten wings deafening even above the clamour of men preparing for war — as Catelyn had watched her stride into the hall and confront Prince Daemon she had seen the old and bold wilfulness of the younger Rhaenyra, the +
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+ came easier, though still forced.
"i am sure my late father had hoped never to host you in these halls, my prince, though times must change, i know," she pauses, taking a sip of wine to match the prince's own, "you are as welcome here now as you ever were, pleased as we are +
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there's a flare of anger through her, flushed with heat and nostrils flaring again — would that she were a crakehall and not a strong, so boarish in her anger as she was.
jaw tense, head tilting slightly, she forced as small a smile as she could manage, lip twitching ever so +
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+ recognise her — of an age with queen rhaenyra and lady alicent, she had spent her time at king's landing in their company, and as such had met daemon more times than she had ever cared to, from how he had been. but she was far younger then — a quiet girl who could barely part +
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+ the prince greetings and welcome, and invited him to join.
the prince hadn't aged a day, she thought. there were a few more wrinkles, yes, and he seemed more distinguished than he once had, but she would say that had hardly aged him.
she wondered, though, if he would even +
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+ guessed, for none had heard him.
she watched him suspiciously as her great-uncle, ser simon, castellan of her father's hall — or, rather, her brother's hall now, though he had ever remained at the usurper's side and done well to impoverish his house on his accession — gave +
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+ backdrop of heavy rain that threatened to drown the very tower in which they feasted, if it could be called that.
it had been a shock, then, for prince daemon himself to come striding in through the hall's heavy oak doors — his arrival masked by the very same rain, she +
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