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... med through the high open windows of Sunspear's master bedchamber, painting golden patterns across the silk sheets tangled around my legs. I groaned as I shielded my eyes. The air carried the sweet scent of citrus and spice—a distinctly Dornish aroma that permeated every corner of the ancient castle.
I opened my eyes slowly, yawning. The events of yesterday flooded back in vivid detail as I looked around. The conquest of Dorne. The submission of the Martells. And the night spent with Ari ...
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