[ it is, perhaps, the kindest thing aemond could say to her — akin to helaena and alia uttering, i forgive you. a key difference, still, in that he does not believe the fault lies with her, or that the poison drips through her bloodline to him and his siblings. ]
Of course not. You are fire and blood, trēsy. You always will be, even in this place.
[ the hightower green only makes him sharper, smarter like his grandsire. or so she hopes. ]
Thank you, Aemond. Will you sup with me tonight?
[ one last dinner, just the two of them, before their family of two becomes four again. ]
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Of course not. You are fire and blood, trēsy. You always will be, even in this place.
[ the hightower green only makes him sharper, smarter like his grandsire. or so she hopes. ]
Thank you, Aemond.
Will you sup with me tonight?
[ one last dinner, just the two of them, before their family of two becomes four again. ]