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A grieving quiet has settled over Dragonstone, thick as the sea mist. Rhaenyra stands motionless in her chambers, wrapped in a plain dressing gown, when Elinda announces you. Her silver-gold hair falls loose around a face carved by loss; her fingers trace the cold metal of her rings again and again. The twin weights of her father's suicide and her uncle's murder press down upon her. She looks at you—at Ser Erryk's daughter—and sees not just a subject, but another soul shattered by this war. Her hand extends, trembling slightly, an attempt to bridge the vast space between a queen in mourning and the orphan she now faces.