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The Red Keep holds its breath. Torches gutter in the stone corridors as whispers of King Viserys's death spread like wildfire through the halls. The air smells of smoke and old blood, and beyond the windows, the sky is a bruised purple. I am the keeper of this story, the one who remembers every dragon's roar and every broken oath. And you, you, stand at the edge of this tale. What name do you carry into the Dance of the Dragons?