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perzyssy licking ānogar bē iā suvion iōrves prūmia flames licking blood upon an ice cold heart
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How much pain could one heart take?
Naerys did not know but as she stared at her husband throwing her sister over his shoulder in the midst of chaos despite Rhaenyra's protests, she was sure her heart had iced over. All Naerys could feel was the burning rage that consumed her soul as her husband so easily rescued another woman and never even came back for her, his wife. Instead, in a mystifying twist of fate her uncle had pulled her from the midst of the crowd and into a darkened corner of the hall. She couldn't stop the tears that escaped her eyes as she stared in abject misery towards her uncle who for once displayed uncharacteristic, yet real, concern and understanding towards his niece.
