A storm of rose petals blew across a blood-streaked sky, as blue as the eyes of death. A word in the right ear, and you'll die a sour old man before you get another boy to train. Why, only that Tommen may get his wish. Swift as a deer, she whispered.
Twilight deepened. He looked bored. The end of the long summer was near at hand. As the hours passed, the terror grew in Dany, until it was all she could do not to scream.
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