❝We will never go back to
that bloodshed, crimson clover
Uh-huh, the worst was over
My hand was the one you reached for
All throughout the Great War
Always remember
Uh-huh, we're burned for better
I vowed I would always be yours
'Cause we survived...
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morgana baratheon
There was always more Lannister in Morgana than there was Baratheon.
Although the second born child of the King and Queen of Westeros possessed the charcoal black hair of a traditional Baratheon, she was hardly a simpering a doe of house Baratheon. No, Morgana Baratheon was a lion in stags clothing.
But that did not make her accepted in the lioness' den.
As the only true born daughter of her union with Robert Baratheon, Morgana was the product of a night of Roberts own drunken lust. It was a not a night wherein Cersei was able to push off and distract the lusty King. And so, nine moons later on the sixteenth day of the tenth moons turn, Morgana Cassana Baratheon was born.
Even as a mere babe Morgana possessed a frightening spark of mischievousness in her doe brown eyes. The Septa's cooed over the infant and it sickened Cersei. Any hope she had had over the past nine moons that this was once more Jaime's child was dashed once she saw the swirl of black curls atop her daughters head.
Funny that the rejection of a mother was all it took to send Morgana's girlhood up in flames.
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