“Oh, but it was, my lord” Cersei insisted. “When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.” She turned up her hood to hide her swollen face and left him there in the dark beneath the oak, amidst the quiet of the godswood, under a blue-black sky. The stars were coming out.” GOOSEBUMPS.
— Jan 30, 2025 06:33PM
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