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... iftmark, startling the people in the castle.
The banquet was already in chaos, the ground covered in wreckage.
Daemon's consciousness blurred as the back of his head hit the ground. He hunched over, clutching his legs, cold sweat trickling from the pain.
He had been careless.
He hadn't known that Syrio had trained his nephew so well that even he had been bested.
"You're getting old, uncle," Rhaegar sneered, looking down at the fallen man while holding onto ...
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