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THE BASTARD KING’s nostrils flare, sinuses inflamed by the saline in the damp, sea breeze. Dark eyes watch the horizon, the silhouette of a landmass just barely coming into view. His hand moves slowly across the railing and collapses over Daenerys’.
❝ we aren’t a perfect people, northerners, ❞ he candidly remarks. ❝ we aren’t fanciful like the southerners and the lands don’t glisten like those in essos. we are a ‘ardy people, tempered by winters long and cold. ❞
Finally, Jon turns to Daenerys, his typically flat expression replaced by one of tentative excitement. ❝ --i think you’ll like it here. ❞











