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    Lord Lyonel Baratheon was a man who liked to party, drink and fight in equal measures. Prone to boredom, nothing else held his interest.

    Until one night, when he meets a peculiar girl named Victa Estermont.

    She is wild, smiley and quick to speak; caring little for titles, rules and etiquette.

    He is intrigued, and he aims to follow her. To his surprise, this turtle seemed to be faster than the stag expected.

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    “I have seen your mother, that tiny woman, calm a grown warhorse,” Lord Florent said and gave you a small smile. “I am sure her firstborn can tame a storm or two, as well.”

    You wanted to tell him that Lyonel Baratheon was a stag and not a horse, that he was much older than you, and that you were not your mother, but you still saw that sadness in your father's eyes. There was no reason that you both should suffer. You decided to be brave for him and smiled.

    “I suppose so, father.”

    (Young Reader from House Florent x Lyonel Baratheon)

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    “Do you know,” Lyonel said at last, studying her, “you stand as if the gods might take notes? Straight spine. Careful hands. As though the Seven will peer down and say yes, that one is behaving correctly.”

    The princess did not answer. Lord Baratheon noticed quite early that his lady wife was not much of a conversationalist. Not much of a dancer nor a drinker, either. Her eyes only flicked to him – cool and watchful.

    It made Lyonel smirk. “Maekar’s work”, he added lightly. Hammer it in early and it never cracks. Gods forbid she bends. Bending is how things break.

    She lifted her chin a fraction. Not defiance. Barely curiosity.

    He drank again, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before stepping closer. “You don’t look when I expect it. You don’t laugh when I expect it. You don’t even speak when I expect it,” he said, almost accusing. “That is dangerous. Makes a man try harder.”

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    The Laughing Storm was a dangerous man, one Dunk knew could be a lethal foe. But his lady wife was a great deal more frightening.

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