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“Isn’t it strange? You look at me, I look at you, with nothing to say."
Rhaenyra thinks it strange how she can go on days pondering every little shade Alicent's eyes can take, yet forgets when she last looked into them.
Alicent still reads, still tries lemon cakes from time to time, and sometimes enjoys the breeze beneath the big weeping willow too, but she thinks it strange how every little one of those brings a little tear instead of a smile.
This is just the journey of two strangers who become strangers again who once kissed.