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Inside the austerely decorated council hall, the royal advisers sat around the long table in tense silence. Grand Maester Orwyle had just received a series of raven letters from the Stormlands, each bearing worse news than the last. Confirmed by Master of Whisperers Tormund, the situation was dire.
The atmosphere was heavy, and Viserys, seated at the head of the table, looked visibly uncomfortable. The Stormlands, previously thought to be secure, were now delivering the worst po ...
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