"You must be strong for me Daemon, for I am no longer your Queen Rheanyra, and my health surly fails me. This will be the end of my....Our tale, but it will not be the end of yours my son, My Beloved Rogue Prince. While I go to rest now, I pray that you survive this blood begotten Game of Thrones, and that your uncle raises you well, for that is all I would ask of him on my death bed, a promise that he'd keep you safe, just as I wish too."🫤
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