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"Your Grace," Lyara greeted with a polite nod. "Are you enjoying our Northern hospitality? By the sound of His Grace's laughter, he seems to be having a grand old time."
          
          Cersei's mask of cool composure flickered at the thinly veiled jab. "My husband always finds his amusements. As for the feast," she said, letting her gaze drift around the raucous hall with faint disdain, "it is... livelier than I expected of the North."
          
          Lyara chuckled, a low, warm sound that held no trace of offense. "Oh, we Northerners do two things well, and we make sure we do them properly: how to feast, and how to fight. Coincidentally, I find myself not too shabby in either department, as you'll find."
          
          She leaned a hip casually against the table, crossing her arms. Her gray eyes, sharp and assessing, scanned the room before settling back on Cersei. "What of you Southerners? Admittedly, my knowledge is limited. We don't spend much time thinking about the South here. You all seem so far removed from our concerns."
          
          Cersei bit the inside of her cheek. She had expected the heir of Winterfell to be as straightforward and honorable as Lord Eddard. She had not anticipated a wolf in woman's skin, her words laced with a cunning that was both disarming and dangerous. "The South has its own charms, as I'm sure the North has its own," she managed, her reply brittle.
          
          Lyara hummed, tapping a thoughtful finger against her forearm. "Not quite the answer I expected, but I suppose it's true." She glanced at Catelyn, a glint of purpose in her eyes. "After all, my own blood has ties to the South. My Tully grandsire, my Arryn cousin... perhaps I should make more of an effort to ensure those ties do not fray. Wouldn't you agree, Your Grace?"

Hello can i ask about grey anatomy mc blake avery carmichael

have you watched the walking dead or any of it’s spinoffs?

Thoughts ? 
          
          "Hermione, sweetheart? What are you doing?"
          
          The voice was soft, but it was enough to break her concentration. Hermione blinked slowly, pulling her gaze from the small, feathered form in her lap. The raven, its wing now perfectly mended, gave a soft caw and nudged its dark beak against her finger.
          
          She turned to see her mother standing in the doorway, the fading evening sun casting a warm glow around her silhouette. "The bird," Hermione said simply, her golden-brown eyes serious. "He was hurt, Mum. I made him better."
          
          Elaine Granger stared, a complex wave of emotions washing over her—a spark of fascination quickly drowned by a deep, maternal worry. She knelt, the grass soft beneath her knees, and gently gathered her five-year-old daughter into her arms. She breathed in the familiar, comforting scent of cinnamon that always seemed to cling to Hermione's wild curls, and some of the tension in her shoulders eased.
          
          "I see," she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her daughter's head. She felt the little girl relax against her. "Shall we go and talk to your father about this, hmm?"
          
          Hermione just offered a little shrug, her attention already stolen again. The raven, now full of energy, fluttered up to the low branch of a nearby tree and chirped down at her. A bright, clear giggle escaped her. She was sure it was thanking her. "Mkay," she agreed absently, before a small rumble sounded from her stomach. She looked up at her mother, all other concerns forgotten. "I'm hungry, Mum."
          
          Elaine couldn't help but chuckle, her own eyes lingering on the remarkably animated bird for a moment longer. "Well then," she said, hoisting Hermione a little higher on her hip. "Let's go get you some food, my love."
          

what other older books are you planning to reupload?

Hey author, I can be wrong but if l'm not mistaken u had a great Daenerys Targaryen book can u please put it back up when u get the chance if possible. I loved a lot of your books but I understand why u removed so If not I totally understand. @mindhackglitch's

Hearing that you fully deleted your stories even from your drafts is the most tragic news ive gotten all day. strange crazy wonderful was one of my all time faves on this whole app. ig at least ik what happened, id read that book like 10 times and then it was just gone. Sigh, No choice but to mourn it now.

Hey, did you write a leah clearwater book, or am I going crazy 

I know you’ve been asked this before but either I’m blind or you haven’t answered yet, but are you going to republish all your stories. I really loved them they were my comfort stories. I read and reread them a few times. Anyway I’m glad you’re back.

Is the greys book ever coming back? I realised it disappeared a while ago but forgot your user until recently. I need to know if I should mourn and move on with my life