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It—it could have been a simple peck, Elspeth reasoned frantically to herself, her mind clawing for anything other than what she had seen. But there was a sick rhythm in you and your father's positions. Too familiar. Too close.
Elspeth had heard stories. Of men in the wild, of Targaryens.
She'd heard stories of monsters.A new maid arrives in Summerhall and sees too much.
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- Part 2 of playing house
