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    The slug crawled back up to the tip of her pointer finger. It was a grotesque thing. Aemond grimaced. His sister seemed perfectly content to let it draw trails of slime all over her skin. He shivered at the mere thought of that creature on his own flesh. “It will cloud our eyes and make us cry.” Aemond went back to writing. His hand was beginning to cramp. He worried his pot of ink was going to dry up. “Our tears will taste of ash.”

    “Tears taste of salt,” Aemond muttered.

    “Not ours.” Came his sister’s voice as soon as his mouth had shut. She stood and walked away with the slug. Aemond set his journal on the desk and left it open to let the ink dry.

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    Everybody around Aemond is magical, and Rhaenyra swears magic runs through his blood just as thick as the rest of them, yet he his the only one in his family without any abilities. He deems it unfair. Until he is given a book of Dark Magic.

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