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Yet it would all be undone in a trice by the king’s half-sisters, the very twins whose succession Unwin Peake had been so determined to prevent. Fewer than a dozen maids remained, and the press had thinned considerably, when a sudden trumpet blast heralded the arrival of Baela Velaryon and Rhaena Corbray. The doors to the throne room were thrown open, and the daughters of Prince Daemon entered upon a blast of winter air. Lady Baela was great with child, Lady Rhaena wan and thin from her miscarriage, yet seldom had they seemed more as one. Both were dressed in gowns of soft black velvet with rubies at their throats, and the three-headed dragon of House Targaryen on their cloaks. Mounted on a pair of coal black chargers, the twins rode the length of the hall side by side. When Ser Marston Waters of the Kingsguard blocked their path and demanded they dismount, Lady Baela slashed him across the cheek with her riding crop. “His Grace my brother can command me. You cannot.” At the foot of the Iron Throne they reined up. Lord Unwin rushed forward, demanding to know the meaning of this. The twins paid him no more heed than they would a serving man. “Brother,” Lady Rhaena said to Aegon, “if it please you, we have brought your new queen.” Her lord husband, Ser Corwyn Corbray, brought the girl forward. A gasp went through the hall. “Lady Daenaera of House Velaryon,” boomed out the herald, somewhat hoarsely, “daughter of the late and lamented Daeron of that house and his lady wife, Hazel of House Harte, also departed, a ward of Lady Baela of House Targaryen and Alyn the Oakenfist of House Velaryon, Lord Admiral, Master of Driftmark, and Lord of the Tides.”

Fire and Blood, by George R.R. Martin, pg 645-646 [Baela, Rhaena and Daenaera’s Entrance PT.1]

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literally grrm could've had jahaera and aegon iii fall in love and all that to symbolize the importance of unity and 'coming together' or whatever but instead he decided the Green line had to completely disappear. love that grrm says 'there's some things you just can't come back from.'

no fr how can anyone claim that the dance is nuanced both sides bad choose your favorite war criminal when team green is a bunch of irrelevant losers that end up turning against each other as soon as the dust settles? they gotta cling to alys rivers to have some semblance of relevance because everyone else is so boring and dies a loser death. aegon ii himself was poisoned by LARYS STRONG who was a green. jaehaera was killed by UNWIN PEAKE who was a green and aegon iii didn't even blink, but as soon as he met daenaera, he was charmed by her lmao he did not care about that girl in the slightest. they are fr beefing with grrm becaue he didn't make their headcanons come true

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A E G O N   I I I   T A R G A R Y E N

for the Monarchs of House Targaryen collab, graciously organised by @amuelia.

Make sure to check out the illustrated line of succession below to see who’s drawn who! I feel very privileged to have worked alongside such a talented group of artists!

(Also I’d be remiss in not mentioning the influence that my dear @poly-hebdo‘s design for Aegon obviously had on mine. Hers is so good that I couldn’t imagine him looking any other way!)

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“The Third and the Second” also known as Aegon III Targaryen and Viserys II Targaryen aka the sons Daemon waited and worked so hard (and likely killed) for - by the incredibly talented and amazing @lupotterdraws

I absolutely had to ask Lu to draw the absolute best kings/brothers Westeros has ever seen and of course that she totally nailed it!!!!!!! They are better than anything I could have ever imagined and they definitely look like the sons of the Rogue Prince and the Realm’s Delight 🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍

A thousand thank yous @lupotterdraws for being so patient and kind and putting up with me!! You are McQueen!

And if you haven’t seen the amazing piece Lu did of their parents I don’t know what y’all are doing with your lives! 

PS: For anyone wondering, I asked for Aegon’s clothes to be grey in honour of his best boy Stormcloud 🤗

I had the best time working on this piece with @sweetestpopcorn - who’s passion is infectious!!! Thanks so much for commissioning me; I had a blast.

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Seven days after the body of the little queen was consigned to the flames, Lord Unwin paid a call upon the grieving king, accompanied by Grand Maester Munkun, Septon Bernard, and Marston Waters of the Kingsguard. They had come to inform His Grace that he must put aside his mourning blacks and wed again “for the good of the realm.” Moreover, his new queen had been chosen for him. Unwin Peake had married thrice and sired seven children. Only one survived. His firstborn son had died in infancy, as had both of his daughters by his second wife. His eldest daughter had lived long enough to marry, only to die in childbirth at the age of twelve. His second son had been fostered on the Arbor, where he served Lord Redwyne as page and squire, but at the age of twelve he had drowned in a sailing mishap. Ser Titus, heir to Starpike, was the only one of Lord Unwin’s sons to grow to manhood. Knighted for valor after the Battle of the Honeywine by Bold Jon Roxton, he had died only six days later in a meaningless skirmish with a band of broken men he stumbled on whilst scouting. The Hand’s last surviving child was a daughter, Myrielle. Myrielle Peake was to be Aegon III’s new queen. She was the ideal choice, the Hand declared; the same age as the king, “a lovely girl, and courteous,” born of one of the noblest houses in the realm, schooled by septas to read, write, and do sums. Her lady mother had been fertile, so there was no reason to think that Myrielle would not give His Grace strong sons. “What if I do not like her?” King Aegon said. “You do not need to like her,” Lord Peake replied, “you need only wed her, bed her, and father a son on her.” Then, infamously, he added, “Your Grace does not like turnips, but when your cooks prepare them, you eat them, do you not?” King Aegon nodded sullenly...but the tale got out, as such tales always do, and the unfortunate Lady Myrielle was soon known as Lady Turnips throughout the Seven Kingdoms. She would never be Queen Turnips.

Fire and Blood, by George R.R. Martin, pg 638-639

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There was no lack of suspects. By tradition, there was always a knight of the Kingsguard posted at the queen’s door. It would have been a simple thing for him to slip inside and throw the child from her window. If so, surely the king himself had given the command. Aegon had tired of her weeping and wailing and wanted a new wife, men said. Or perhaps he wished to revenge himself on the daughter of the king who killed his mother. The boy was dour and gloomy, no one truly knew his nature. Tales of Maegor the Cruel were freely told. Others blamed one of the little queen’s companions, Lady Cassandra Baratheon. The eldest of the “Four Storms,” Lady Cassandra had been briefly betrothed to King Aegon II during the last year of his life (and possibly to his brother Aemond One-Eye before that). Disappointment had turned her sour, her detractors said; once her father’s heir at Storm’s End, she found herself of little account in King’s Landing, and bitterly resented having to care for the weepy, feeble-witted child queen whom she blamed for all her woes. One of the queen’s bedmaids also came under suspicion, when it was found that she had stolen two of Jaehaera’s dolls and a pearl necklace. A serving boy who had spilled soup on the little queen the year before, and been beaten for it, was accused. Both of these were put to question by the Lord Confessor, and finally declared innocent (though the boy died under questioning and the girl lost a hand for theft). Even holy servants of the Seven were not above suspicion. A certain septa in the city had once been heard to say that the little queen ought never to have children, for simpleminded women produced simpleminded sons. The gold cloaks brought her in as well, and she vanished into a dungeon.

Fire and Blood, by George R.R. Martin, pg 635-636

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King’s Landing grieved, as only King’s Landing could. Jaehaera had been a frightened child, and from the day she donned her crown she had hidden herself away inside the Red Keep, yet the smallfolk of the city remembered her wedding, and how brave and beautiful the little girl had seemed, and so they wept, and wailed, and tore their clothes, and crowded into septs and taverns and brothels, to seek for whatever solace they could find. There the whispers soon were flying, just as they had when Queen Helaena died in similar fashion. Had the little queen truly taken her own life? Even inside the walls of the Red Keep, speculation was rampant. Jaehaera was a lonely child, prone to weeping and somewhat simpleminded, yet she had seemed content in her own chambers with her maids and ladies, her kittens and her dolls. What could have made her mad enough or sad enough to leap from her window onto those cruel spikes? Some suggested that Lady Rhaena’s miscarriage might have made her so distraught she did not wish to live. Others, of a more cynical bent, countered that it might have been jealousy over the child growing inside of Lady Baela that drove her to the act. “It was the king,” whispered still others. “She loved him with all her heart, yet he paid her no mind, showed her no affection, did not even share his rooms with her.” And of course there were many who refused to believe that Jaehaera had taken her own life. “She was murdered,” they whispered, “just as her mother was.” But if that were true, who was the murderer?

Fire and Blood, by George R.R. Martin, pg 635

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It was still morning, though, when King Aegon entered the council chambers where Lord Torrhen and the regents were debating whether or not to include Tumbleton on the progress. Four knights of the Kingsguard accompanied the young king to the council chambers. So did Sandoq the Shadow, veiled and silent, carrying his great sword. His ominous presence cast a pall in the room. For a moment even Torrhen Manderly lost his tongue. “Lord Manderly,” King Aegon said, in the sudden stillness, “pray tell me how old I am, if you would be so good.” “You are ten-and-six today, Your Grace,” Lord Manderly replied. “A man grown. It is time for you to take the governance of the Seven Kingdoms into your own hands.” “I shall,” King Aegon said. “You are sitting in my chair.” The coldness in his tone took every man in the room aback, Grand Maester Munkun would write years later. Confused and shaken, Torrhen Manderly prised his considerable bulk out of the chair at the head of the council table, with an uneasy glance at Sandoq the Shadow. As he held the chair for the king, he said, “Your Grace, we were speaking of the progress—” “There will be no progress,” the king declared, as he was seated. “I will not spend a year upon a horse, sleeping in strange beds and trading empty courtesies with drunken lords, half of whom would gladly see me dead if it gained them a groat. If any man requires words with me, he will find me on the Iron Throne.” Torrhen Manderly persisted. “Sire,” he said, “this progress would do much and more to win you the love of the smallfolk.” “I mean to give the smallfolk peace and food and justice. If that will not suffice to win their love, let Mushroom make a progress. Or perhaps we might send a dancing bear. Someone once told me that the commons love nothing half so much as dancing bears. You may call a halt to this feast tonight as well. Send the lords home to their own keeps and give the food to the hungry. Full bellies and dancing bears shall be my policy.” Then Aegon turned to the three regents. “Lord Stackspear, Lord Grandison, Lord Merryweather, I thank you for your service. Consider yourselves free to go. I shall have no further need of regents.” “And will Your Grace have need of a Hand?” asked Lord Manderly. “A king should have a Hand of his own choosing,” said Aegon III, rising to his feet. “You have served me well, no doubt, as you served my mother before me, but it was my lords who chose you. You may return to White Harbor.”

Fire and Blood, by George R.R. Martin, pg 703-705

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Anonymous asked:

I find it ironic how Aegon III, a quiet, sombre man, not interested in fighting or hunting or any fun was born to daemyra. I bet Daemon often looked at him in his childhood and wondered if he was from his blood.

...anon, Aegon III was not just "quiet and sombre" because that was his personality. As you jus said, Aegon was in his “childhood” -- he wasn't a man when his parents were alive and raising him. Both his parents died before he turns 11. He never develops the desire to fight and hunt or really is passionate for anything because of trauma.

Yet you imply that he becomes a certain type of man despite his parents efforts?

A)

Aegon III never grew up into an adult fully raised by Rhaenyra and Daemon. He was a severely Depressed and traumatized man in despair who scorned socialization and human connection because he was put into constant danger since he was 10 and lost everything except his brother, whom he still thought lost for 5 years and thought it was all his own fault.

He was 10 when he witnessed Rhaenyra, his mother, get eaten alive by his uncle's dragon Sunfyre and for months afterwards he was held hostage by the same murderous uncle (Aegon II) who would have begun mutilating him to protect himself from Rhaenyra’s supporters.

I’m taking a wild, wild guess here and saying that you never read my post HERE. I also suggest looking through its reblogs -- others have bring in more evidence of Aegon’s despair.

Although some joy returned to Aegon following the return of his brother Viserys, he would always remain a melancholy man who found pleasure in almost nothing, who disliked being touched, and who would retreat to his chambers for days on end, brooding alone.

B)

We don’t know what sort of personality he had before he lost his family in so gruesome ways but even if he was more reserved, why would you assume that Daemon would be frustrated with, disapprove, or believe Aegon the Younger to not be his son or be inferior because he doesn’t act “manly”? Are you trying to diminish the pride Daemon would have had for him and his brother? 

Then I think you don’t really know Daemon. Daemon, who supported his brother Viserys even though he felt that Viserys was way too people pleasing. You must really think of Daemon and people in general in absolutes.

Trauma doesn’t equal personality. In Aegon’s case, it was a “death” of self and what could have been.

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Ironic, huh? Because anon seems to have forgotten a couple of things.

"Though only nine at the time, Aegon came from a long line of warriors and heroes and had been raised on stories of their bold deeds and daring exploits"

(Who else would have raised him with these stories, if not his mother and father, Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen?)

“Lord Manderly,” King Aegon said, in the sudden stillness, “pray tell me how old I am, if you would be so good.”

“You are ten-and-six today, Your Grace,” Lord Manderly replied.

“A man grown. It is time for you to take the governance of the Seven Kingdoms into your own hands.”

“I shall,” King Aegon said. “You are sitting in my chair.” The coldness in his tone took every man in the room aback.

And let's not forget:

The king’s face grew hard. “Ser Marston,” he said, “this man is my Hand and innocent of treason. The traitors here are those who tortured him to bring forth this false confession. Seize the Lord Confessor, if you love your king…else I will know that you are as false as he is.”

His words rang across the inner ward, and in that moment, the broken boy Aegon III seemed every inch a king.

Aegon III was Daemyra to the core. That's literally his mother and father's personalities combined. That's Rhaenyra and Daemon's son.

I know y'all are sheeting that Rhaenyra was the mother of Daemon's sons, and not one of your faves. I know y'all are frustrated that their children continued the bloodline, while your faves were killed in the most humiliating ways. Cope.

I bet Daemon looked at his firstborn son in his childhood and promised him Dark Sister.

Y'all can live in your headcanons though. Rhaenyra and Daemon both were cheering their baby boy from the afterlife.

Exactly. thanks for bringing up specific was Aegon was actually both Rhaenyra and Daemon as well as having an inner strength.

In fact, I will include it in the original ask and credit you

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Anonymous asked:

I find it ironic how Aegon III, a quiet, sombre man, not interested in fighting or hunting or any fun was born to daemyra. I bet Daemon often looked at him in his childhood and wondered if he was from his blood.

...anon, Aegon III was not just "quiet and sombre" because that was his personality.

As you just said, Aegon was in his “childhood” -- he wasn't a man when his parents were alive and raising him. Both his parents died before he turns 11. He never develops the desire to fight and hunt or really is passionate for anything because of trauma.

Yet you imply that he becomes a certain type of man despite his parents efforts?

A)

Aegon III never grew up into an adult fully raised by Rhaenyra and Daemon. He was a severely Depressed and traumatized man in despair who scorned socialization and human connection because he was put into constant danger since he was 10 and lost everything except his brother, whom he still thought lost for 5 years and thought it was all his own fault.

He was 10 when he witnessed Rhaenyra, his mother, get eaten alive by his uncle's dragon Sunfyre and for months afterwards he was held hostage by the same murderous uncle (Aegon II) who would have begun mutilating him to protect himself from Rhaenyra’s supporters.

I’m taking a wild, wild guess here and saying that you never read my post HERE. I also suggest looking through its reblogs -- others have bring in more evidence of Aegon’s despair.

Although some joy returned to Aegon following the return of his brother Viserys, he would always remain a melancholy man who found pleasure in almost nothing, who disliked being touched, and who would retreat to his chambers for days on end, brooding alone.

B)

We don’t know what sort of personality he had before he lost his family in so gruesome ways but even if he was more reserved, why would you assume that Daemon would be frustrated with, disapprove, or believe Aegon the Younger to not be his son or be inferior because he doesn’t act “manly”? Are you trying to diminish the pride Daemon would have had for him and his brother? 

Then I think you don’t really know Daemon. Daemon, who supported his brother Viserys even though he felt that Viserys was way too people pleasing. You must really think of Daemon and people in general in absolutes.

Trauma doesn’t equal personality.

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C) This edit comes in light of @ladylarisa ‘s reblog of this post.

Despite his trauma, Aegon III seems to have had his father tell him and train him to have a particular inner strength and pride that enables him to face foes set to control him and his brother. His reserved-ness did not equal weakness. 

They say:

"Though only nine at the time, Aegon came from a long line of warriors and heroes and had been raised on stories of their bold deeds and daring exploits"
(Who else would have raised him with these stories, if not his mother and father, Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen?)
“Lord Manderly,” King Aegon said, in the sudden stillness, “pray tell me how old I am, if you would be so good.”
“You are ten-and-six today, Your Grace,” Lord Manderly replied.
“A man grown. It is time for you to take the governance of the Seven Kingdoms into your own hands.”
“I shall,” King Aegon said. “You are sitting in my chair.” The coldness in his tone took every man in the room aback.
And let's not forget:
The king’s face grew hard. “Ser Marston,” he said, “this man is my Hand and innocent of treason. The traitors here are those who tortured him to bring forth this false confession. Seize the Lord Confessor, if you love your king…else I will know that you are as false as he is.”
His words rang across the inner ward, and in that moment, the broken boy Aegon III seemed every inch a king.
Aegon III was Daemyra to the core. That's literally his mother and father's personalities combined. That's Rhaenyra and Daemon's son.

A quote ladylarisa refers to is HERE. In it, one Kingsguard named Marston Waters, who was illicitly named Aegon’s new Hand (without his leave) and tried to arrest Lady Larra Rogare (Viserys’ wife) after her family and its short-lived bank in Westeros fell. 

She was to be arrested and possibly killed for her brothers’ “treachery”, but Viserys II confronted the arresters and warned against them entering Maegor’s Holdfast, after which Sandoq the Shadow (Larra’s follower) killed Ser Amaury Peake (QUOTE of aftermath). 

THIS is further description of Sandoq the Shadow.

This is the QUOTE of how Aegon III gained back power after he turned 16.

And THIS is the quote about Aegon having been nine and having learned of his lines warriors and “their bold deeds and daring exploits”.

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The return of his brother from the dead worked a wondrous change in Aegon III, Munkun tells us. His Grace had never truly forgiven himself for leaving Viserys to his fate when he fled the Gay Abandon on dragonback before the Battle of the Gullet. Though only nine at the time, Aegon came from a long line of warriors and heroes and had been raised on stories of their bold deeds and daring exploits, none of which included fleeing from a battle whilst abandoning your little brother to death. Down deep, the Broken King felt himself unworthy to sit the Iron Throne. He had not been able to save his brother, his mother, or his little queen from grisly deaths. How could he presume to save a kingdom? Viserys’s return did much to lessen the king’s loneliness as well. As a boy, Aegon had worshipped his three elder half-brothers, but it was Viserys who shared his bedchamber, his lessons, and his games. “Some part of the king had died with his brother in the Gullet,” wrote Munkun. “It is plain to see that Aegon’s affection for Gaemon Palehair was born of his desire to replace the little brother he had lost, but only when Viserys was restored to him did Aegon seem once more alive and whole.” Prince Viserys once again became King Aegon’s constant companion, as he had been when they were boys together on Dragonstone, whilst Gaemon Palehair was cast aside and forgotten, and even Queen Daenaera was neglected.

Fire and Blood, by George R.R. Martin, pg 664-665

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Anonymous asked:

What shade of violet or purple do you imagine Rhaenyra's eyes with?

https://www.munsellcolourscienceforpainters.com/ISCCNBS/ISCCNBSSystem.html#:~:text=The%20ISCC%2DNBS%20Colour%20System,-by%20Paul%20Centore

The ISCC-NBS Colour System

I like Moderate violet and Moderate purple. I also think Daemon has a darker shade, maybe Deep violet.

Made some screenshots of the site anon gave:

Aegon III had dark purple eyes which looked almost black, and silver hair which was so pale that it was almost white (Fire & Blood, Aftermath - The Hour of the Wolf). So I think he'd be either the blackish purple or a color so deep it's deeper then the dark violet.

Aegon III, Rhaenys Targaryen (daughter of Jocelyn Baratheon), Aemon Targaryen, the Velayron boys by Rhaenyra, Queen Alysanne Targaryen and Alyssa Targaryen are all Targ/Targ related people who are given specific descriptions emphasizing how different or have some sort of variance from the "average" Targaryen look of purple eyes and silver-gold (not platinum). Everyone else are left to be seen as having pale, gold-silver hair and no description of the eyes until we get to Dany's generation and the one before her. So we don't have a specific canon eye color for Rhaenyra or Daemon, so I think that anything that is not as dark as Aegon III's would suffice and be "correct".

But you asked me what I imagine -- what I imagine partially comes from this reasoning.

I do not imagine Daemon as having any "deeper" or darker colors, more moderate ones. I actually always imagine him as having something between strong violet and brilliant violet.

Rhaenyra always has had something lighter for me, like very light violet. Something that can be seen as playful but can switch to "intimidating" in a jarring second. But I am sure others would rather see her in vivid violet.

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The prince was but ten years of age, however, and not yet a king. Uncrowned, and not yet anointed as king, His Grace’s decrees carried no weight in law. Even after his coronation, he would remain subject to a regent or regency council until his sixteenth nameday. Therefore, Lord Stark would have been well within his rights to pay no heed to the prince’s commands and proceed with the execution of Corlys Velaryon. He chose not to do so, a decision that has intrigued scholars ever since. Septon Eustace suggests that “the Mother moved him to mercy that night,” though Lord Cregan did not worship the Seven. Eustace further suggests that the northman was loath to provoke Alyn Velaryon, fearing his strength at sea, but this seems singularly at odds with all we know of Stark’s character. A new war would not have dismayed him; indeed, at times he seemed to seek it. It is Mushroom who provides the most lucid explanation for this surprising leniency in the Wolf of Winterfell. It was not the prince who swayed him, the fool claims, nor the looming threat of the Velaryon fleets, nor even the entreaties of the twins, but rather a bargain struck with Lady Alysanne of House Blackwood. “A lean tall creature was this wench,” says the dwarf, “thin as a whip and flat-chested as a boy, but long of leg and strong of arm, with a mane of thick black curls that tumbled down past her waist when loosed.” Huntress, horse-breaker, and archer without peer, Black Aly had little of a woman’s softness about her. Many thought her to be of  that same ilk as Sabitha Frey, for they were oft in one another’s  company, and had been known to share a tent whilst on the march. Yet in King’s Landing, whilst accompanying her young nephew Benjicot at  court and council, she had met Cregan Stark and conceived a liking for  the stern northman. And Lord Cregan, a widower these past three years, had responded  in kind. Though Black Aly was no man’s queen of love and beauty, her fearlessness, stubborn strength, and bawdy tongue struck a chord for  the Lord of Winterfell, who soon began to seek out her company in hall and yard. “She smells of woodsmoke, not of flowers,” Stark told Lord Cerwyn, said to be his closest friend.

Fire and Blood by GRRM, pg 586-587

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Rhaenyra’s youngest son seemed lost as well. In the confusion of battle, none of the survivors seemed quite certain which ship Prince Viserys had been on. Men on both sides presumed him dead, drowned or burned or butchered. And though his brother Aegon the Younger had fled and lived, all the joy had gone out of the boy; he would never forgive himself for leaping onto Stormcloud and abandoning his little brother to the enemy. It is written that when the Sea Snake was congratulated on his victory, the old man said, “If this be victory, I  pray I never win another.”

Fire and Blood by GRRM, pg 448

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