Remember You
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*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿ Remember You ✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･*
Prince Valarr Targaryen and Lady Aelynora Martell
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They were never meant to fall in love. Princess Daelya Targaryen thrives in storms - in thunder, in sharp words, in the thrill of testing Prince Velar's patience. He is disciplined. She is fire. And neither intends to yield. But a single favor at a tourney sets something alight between them. As duty tightens its grip and whispers of betrothal grow louder, pride becomes a battlefield - and the line between rivalry and devotion begins to blur. Some flames do not ignite all at once. Some begin as embers.
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