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< The moment seemed just right. He would offer her comfort and, in return, ask for a little of the same. The Lord of Oldtown knocked on the doors of her chambers merely out of courtesy, for he did not wait for her to answer before stepping inside. He wanted to see her… Desperately and >

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< bound to delay his plans by a few more days. And, as was his habit when beset by stress, he turned to one person in particular. He was told that princess Rhaella was in her chambers that night. Ormund had promised her days earlier that, from time to time, he would visit her to help her sleep. >

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< took it upon himself to keep everything under control down to the last detail. He was quite good at it. That day, a consignment of weapons and armour went missing en route. Ormund learnt of the news when there was little else to do but retrace his steps in search of it – something that was >

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The war raged on, and the days passed. It seemed that the imminent departure for King’s Landing was closer than far off, and every minute in Oldtown was spent on preparations and planning. However, there were slip-ups, stumbles and setbacks. Not everything went as Ormund had hoped, even when he >

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