Feb 24
πΉπΉπΉ and one more! πΉ
Most of the castle was taking shelter inside, a biting wind whirling through the acres of elm and alder with a taunt. Daeron rose to meet it, wishing the heart tree was an actual weirwood instead of the sturdy oak his feet were pressed against.Β Heβd seen the face of one at Harrenhal, when his father and Uncle conferred honors on Manfred Lothston for his betrayal of Daemon Blackfyre. Both Daeron and Valarr had been dragged against their will to the ceremony.
