Piper, Vance. There are no scratches, so . The pit would be a fine place to dance: perhaps Ser Ilyn had anticipated him. Puh-Payne.
Still, he felt curiously content. ' Who in seven hells is this one?' The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. His hand slipped down her rounded belly to find the sweet wet place beneath the thicket of black hair. How could I resist this face? He kissed her nose.
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