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something in those pretty brown eyes, filled with tears of rage and hate made me want you more, it fueled me more to take you as mine
6 years ago....
"my gentle niece, may your soul find pea..."
the words flown in one ear and flowed back out the other as zaenya targaryen looked blankly at the ocean as it was clear she was disinterested in what was happening around her, hell the woman barely knew what was happening
she was enjoying her time at the brothel surrounded by beautiful woman until her play time was ruined when her father stormed into the room and chased her company away, he then proceeded to force her to get her suitable and dragged her to driftmark. she didn't even recover from her hangover from the drinking she had the night before
now here she stands, scowl on her face and her head pounding with the irritating sounds surrounding her—she knew it was a day of mourning but seven hells could she fully sober up first?
