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... lms stung from clapping, but she didn't stop. Not until the last drop of Joffrey's blood seeped into the cracks between the cobblestones. A roar louder than all the applause combined shook the city.

Her gaze lifted from the dark stain to the sky, where Viserion circled like a gilded vulture. She couldn't help but smile.

That dragon... it's mine. Or it would be once the man who rode it became hers.

She turned her smile toward Viserys as he acknowledged the roaring crowd, h ...

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