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... cloying incense and expensive wine. Cersei Lannister sat perfectly poised, the firelight catching the gold in her hair, while Sansa stood before her, trembling with a practiced fragility.
Cersei leaned forward, her expression a mask of maternal concern. "Don’t be in fear, child," she said, her voice like warm silk. "I know how frightening this must seem, but you are among friends here."
Sansa’s breath hitched. She let her shoulders shake just enough to look convincing. "I... I d ...
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