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... ed his gaze towards the vial of blood Valyr held, watching as the latter pulled out the stopper before tilting it downward, pouring out the contents all over the surface of the wooden spear.
Although a small amount of it had gotten on the stone floor of the smithy, Tristan did not mind it at all. Or better yet, he ignored the fact that the floor of the smithy had been sullied, his gaze fixated towards what might happen when the blood from the Lesser Tidemother came into contact with Valyr' ...
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