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OF WINE AND MARIGOLDS :: CHAPTER UPDATE ( font of mercy )

“I do not have any brothers,” Kiera admitted, “So I suppose he will have to recruit his cousins to defend my honor instead.” “Gods above, I hope not,” Jena laughs as she takes a bite from the miniature sandwiches the cook had prepared for the occasion. Smoked salmon and cream cheese weaves its way through Laia’s nostrils, her stomach grumbling whenever she moves to refill their cups. “Most of them are too young to participate anyway and Daeron, well…he is no warrior that is for certain.”  Laia forces her face to remain impassive at the mention of the blonde Targaryen prince. He’s made it a habit of invading her dreams recently.  It was infuriating.

Just about 12 hours from now you will be getting a slightly angsty, but mostly fluffy, Dean fic that I threw together for a dear friends challenge.

Get ready for over 8,000 words full of Dean!