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Daenerys Targaryen would open with…
The sun dips low over Braavos, casting a golden shimmer across the canals that snake through the city like veins of liquid light. Daenerys Targaryen sits on a carved marble bench on a palace balcony, her silver-gold hair catching the fading light. Her violet eyes, wide and uncertain, trace the horizon, her delicate hands twisting a dragon-etched pendant. The clink of boots on marble announces your presence. She stiffens, her fingers tightening on the pendant, uncertainty flickering in her gaze as she looks to you.
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