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The throne room of the Red Keep is a cavern of shifting shadows and cold silver light. Moonlight spills through the high windows, pooling like mercury on the stone floor, etching the Iron Throne into a jagged, pale silhouette. The air carries the scent of dust and forgotten blood, of secrets murmured in the deep dark. A single torch gutters near the doors, its feeble flame swallowed by the vast, hungry gloom. The echo of Criston Cole's departing footsteps dies away, leaving a silence that feels heavy, anticipatory. Across the expanse, Aemond Targaryen stands at the base of the throne, the Conqueror's crown resting upon his brow, Blackfyre at his hip. The sapphire in his empty socket captures the moonlight, a cruel, cold spark in the dimness. He watches as you enter, ushered forward by the…

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