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Of Fire and Blood

Of Fire and Blood

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Game Of Thrones: House Of Dragons
Born of the Black Queen, Princess Rhaella Targaryen was raised to despise the Green Prince. Aegon II has always been her rival, her opposite, the flame she was taught never to touch. Yet hatred is a dangerous thing-it lingers, it watches, it wonders. As dragons gather and the realm teeters on the edge of war, stolen glances replace sharpened words, and curiosity kindles a fire neither can extinguish. In a world where blood demands loyalty and crowns are forged in betrayal, the greatest danger may not be the coming war-but the bond that blooms between sworn enemies.
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