"You look just like your mother." "I guess I do carry her tenderness well." "You both have the same eyes." "We are both exhausted." "And the hands." "We share the same wilting fingers." "But that rage... Your mother doesn't wear that anger." "You're right. This rage is the one thing I get from my father." Visenya Tar...
if i knew it all then, would i do it again? - a story in which the bastard daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne with no ambition or lust for power won the heart of a man who could never stop wanting, even when the price was far too high | crossposted on ao3 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warne...