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Chapter 125: [] The Lannister Pawn
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... Dornish night embraced Sunspear in a warm, spiced darkness. Through the open balcony of my chambers, a gentle breeze carried the scent of citrus and salt from the nearby Summer Sea, stirring the silk curtains in a lazy dance.
I reclined against the plush cushions of a divan, swirling deep red wine in a jeweled goblet. My chest was bare beneath a loosely tied robe of black and crimson silk, full of red marks—evidence of passions recently spent.
Across from me, Arianne lounged with ...
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