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    “If it is forgiveness you seek for killing my father, you will not find it here,” Alicent says over a scoff, over a nasty sound.

    Her daughter sleeps behind her in a cot thin as parchment. Her father’s blood seems still beneath her nails though she has not touched him. The city outside groans under its new queen, Aegon has fled, Aemond has taken Harrenhal, and yet Rhaenyra stands in her stripped room, crownless and terrible, asking for judgment as though Alicent has any right to give it.

    Perhaps she does; and perhaps that is the final cruelty.

    tldr: the one where they slowly reshape the future of Rhaenyra’s reign, mend what has been broken, and rebuild their own family from the ruins. the slowest of burns, really.

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    “We could leave.”

    Alicent turns and looks at her daughter with a frown, not immediately understanding the meaning of her words. Helaena is gazing at the city, hands gripping at the banister with such strength that her knuckles are turning white. Before Alicent can ask anything, her daughter speaks again.

    “We should leave,” repeats the young woman, voice gaining conviction. “You, me and Jaehaera. We should disappear where no one will find us. Far from their war and their greediness.”

    Torn between respecting her deal with Rhaenyra and protecting her daughter, Alicent makes a decision that changes the entire course of the Dance.

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    Because she always wants to hear everything from Emily. Except, apparently, this.

    “I met someone.”

    Andy blinks. Once. Twice.

    Her fingers tighten fractionally around the stem of her wine glass. She swallows. Pulls in a breath that feels strangely shallow in her lungs.

    “That’s great, Em,” she means to say immediately. Brightly, effortlessly. “Tell me everything.”

    Instead, what comes out is small and terribly honest.

    “Oh.”

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