❛𝕳ow was it, that a girl born of the Hightower's tempered flames, had managed to mangle the heart of a Targaryen afraid of his own shadow? How was it that she, so violent in her passion, had sunk him to his knees and forced words of sacred prayer down his throat?❜ 𝕳istory would crown them with the name, ❛𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯❜ two fires, one blazing, the other simmering, one eager, the other waiting, but they danced together, in a symphony of flame, weaving together their threads of black and green, at times fraying, but still managing to create something of their own. targaryen!oc x hightower!oc
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