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"What is duty compared to a woman's love? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy."
Prince Valarr Targaryen had always believed duty came before all else. He would marry without love, wage war, and suffer in silence if it meant serving the realm. That was what it meant to be a prince.
Love was a weakness he believed himself above.
Until Lilyanna Tyrell.
Wild, sharp-tongued, and nothing like her perfect elder sister, the woman he is meant to marry. Yet against all reason, Valarr finds himself willing to risk his honor, his future, and the very duty he once held sacred for her love.
Valarr Targaryen x fem oc