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... casually placed it on a stone bench, just as he would in the sacred forest of the Red Keep.
He looked at Mors, who was staring back at him.
Rhaegar appeared calm and natural, surveying Mors with a measured gaze. "Lord Mors, is this how House Manwoody treats their guests, with indifference?"
Mors' expression stiffened, and he cursed inwardly.
You're the indifferent one. You have my children in your hands, and there's a dragon glaring at us. If I had eaten breakfast ...
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