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    Silence blanketed the hall like a late summer storm. Beside him, Davos looked stricken. Amos, Oscar, and Willem paled. Aeron swayed and had to steady himself by placing a hand down on the cold stone floor. Morgan sobbed once more.
    “You—you’re proposing a marriage match, Your Grace?” Oscar sputtered.
    “That has not worked once in a thousand years,” Willam argued sharply.
    The King Consort's voice rang out once more. "Careful. Do not forget to whom you speak."
    Ser Willam's cloak rustled as he quickly knelt at the queen's feet. "Forgive me, Your Grace. I did not mean to cause offense."
    Queen Rhaenyra smiled a humorless smile. She tilted her head, and the crown glinted in the light. “The difference between then and now is that the fate of both your great houses depends upon the success of their match."

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