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The sun shined brightly done upon kings landing as it forged sweat to drip from the heads of the servants who loaded the carriages with the Targaryens items

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The sun shined brightly done upon kings landing as it forged sweat to drip from the heads of the servants who loaded the carriages with the Targaryens items

Visenya groaned as she leaned over her bed feeling a pain sting her sharply

"Princess what is wrong" Elinda stopped in her tracks as she placed down the wooden crate full of items as she walked to Visenya

"It is nothing my scar has just been bugging me far more than normal" Visenya gave a weak smile as she lightly sat down on her silk sheets

"I must alert your mother and the maester Princess" as soon as the words left Elindas mouth Visenya shot up

"Nono there is no need I am perfectly fine it will go away in a meer hour" Elinda gave a unsure look as Visenya let out a nervous chuckle

" I assure you if it bothers me once more I shall alert my mother myself" Elinda gave a smile as she felt relief before she lifted a crate joining the others

Visenya let out a breath of air as she slowly massaged her scar

Her soft blue dress clung to Visenya as she felt like the air had slightly decreased

The Valeryon dress held a loud statement as it held the large Valeryon symbol on the train that flowed behind Visenya

Visenya huffed as she lifted her gown slightly as she quickly walked to the other side of the chamber meeting face to face with a rusty broken wooden table

She slowly bent down as she flipped through the dusty old books for maxing dust to fling in the air

Visenya coughed as her violet eyes slightly watered as she continued searching

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The wooden chair squeaked as the sound of a woman's moans filled the chamber air

Aegon kept his head flung back as his eyes were held shut while he felt the whore grind herself into him

His hands weakly held the side of her hip keeping her in place as she rode him

The chair creaked with every move while her moans progressively became louder

Aegon groaned in anoyyance as he lifted his head opening his eyes while his hand clasped the throat of the light haired woman

"Shut the fuck up" he growled as his eyes were droopy and dark as he tightly held the whore by the throat

She nodded as she bit down onto her lip silencing her noises

Now the chamber was filled with a creak that echoed

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