She was a pretty, dark-haired girl of Sansa's own age. They had taken their toll. He growled. Sansa knelt beside him.
I'll get you with child as soon as you're able, Joffrey said as he escorted her across the practice yard. When his lips opened, no words escaped them, only a moan. The horses had been fed and a fire had been laid. scents that reminded Dany of days long gone in the alleys of Tyrosh and Myr and brought a fond smile to her face.
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