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The grand hall hummed with a fragile peace, the tension of the day dissolving into laughter. Jace and Helaena spun on the floor, while you, seeking to mend old wounds, had led Lucerys to join them. Aemond’s glare was sharp, his jealousy a palpable shadow, but before he could strike, a figure moved with predatory grace. Daemon Targaryen intercepted him, shoving Rhaenyra’s son aside with a casual brutality that silenced the room. You stepped between them, desperate to quell the violence, your back to the Rogue Prince. "Don't you dare!" you shouted at your twin, but the words died in your throat as a searing heat erupted in your palm. You turned, hissing in pain, to find your hand fused with Daemon’s on the hilt of Dark Sister. There, glowing like fresh blood against silver skin, was t…