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Alicent stepped forward, arms spread wide, shielding her son. Not with a sword. Not with a spell. But with her own body.

In the darkness of her chambers, she opened the locket around her neck. Inside was not her husband’s face. It was a pressed flower from the godswood. A memory of a girl reading history to a friend under a weirwood tree. A Casa do Dragao- 1-9 1-- Temporada - Episodio 9...

Alicent gripped his face, her nails biting into his cheeks. “It doesn’t matter what you want. It is your duty. Your father’s last wish.” Alicent stepped forward, arms spread wide, shielding her son

The floor of the Dragonpit erupted.