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  1. Public Bookmark 78

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    “If you cannot rule sitting down, you were never going to be able to rule standing up.”

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    Elia Martell, ruling princess of Dorne.

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    16 Aug 2026

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    Yet another arranged marriage AU, this time set in a quasi-Regency Westeros.

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    15 Aug 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 50

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    The petals fell cradled by the gentle hand of the breeze until they rested on the faded stone floor, blackened by a thousand feet. Baelor observed them mutely, his brow creased faintly. The tips of his fingers grazed them carefully, as if doubting their existence, but the softness of their touch left no doubt. They were as real as the discomfort he had felt in his throat all morning, until at last he reached into his mouth and pulled them out.

    Hanahaki disease: a fatal illness where a person coughs up flowers that grow in their lungs due to unrequited love. Baelor falls sickly in love with a man who escapes him at every turn.

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    05 Aug 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 41

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    Gwayne tells him to endure, unaware of just how deeply Daeron has fallen prey to Ormund.

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    31 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 23

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    Shhh," he breathed directly against Daeron's lips, and the sound was almost soothing, almost tender. His breath — hot, mingled with the boy's own — settled on his skin in a damp warmth. "Don't run from me. Not now."

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    31 Jul 2026