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"While I was within that crypt, words were spoken by Tyrion; he revealed Daenerys's plans to Lady Sansa in hopes it would reach you, she found only Tormund before she could make her way to you." Varys tells me, my brows furrow as he continues to speak. "They have begun to plan for what may happen after Daenerys's rule begins, and it does not start until your life is taken." Shock passes over my body, Odanno's hand rests on my forearm to steady me. I shake my head as realization floods in. "I know why. I know why she plans to kill me." I say, Varys looks at me with intensity in his eyes. "She must wipe away all other claims to her throne, Jon will only be next in line for the slaughter." "But you are a bastard, you have no claim." Sansa says, taking a step toward me. "No, it's all been a lie. Every story I've heard about my parentage, all of it. Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark were married in secret. My father never raped my mother, they were in love with another. Robert's Rebellion was built on a lie, and Jon is my brother. Jon is Aegon Targaryen, born only minutes after I came from my mother's womb." They stare at me in shock, eyes not moving from my own. "Sam and Bran pieced it together, working with Bran's visions and Sam's knowledge be learned at the citadel. Jon and I swore one another to secrecy in fear of Daenerys, just as your all must be now. No one can know of this, not even those you trust the most." "You are the true Heir to the Iron Throne." Varys breathes, silence passes over all of us. Tormund moves first, falling to one knee as he takes my hand in his own. He holds my eyes for a moment before he bows his head to me. Odanno follows, sinking to one knee as his head bows. Varys takes a knee beside him, snow coating his black coat. I watch in shock as Sansa sinks into a low curtsy, bowing her head to me.…

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"Celesta." His voice says, creeping around the corner and into the light that shines through the windows. "Princess of the Night Court." Tamlin's eyes bore into mine, I don't shy away from him as he moves closer. "The one who kidnaps what is mine." I stare back at him, unyielding against his piercing eyes. "Where is she." This is not a question, the High Lord is demanding. When I don't respond, he brings a closed fist down across my cheek. I look back to him and spit the pooling blood in my mouth onto his face. "You have no idea what you've done, Tamlin." I say, my voice laced with venom when I say his name. "You should hope Feyre still has some love left in her to stop Rhysand from tearing you to pieces, though I doubt there's even a shred of feeling left for you inside her." Rage builds within his eyes as he stares back at me. "Though it will not be my brother that you should worry about, when Vossan hears of this, my mate will bring you a slow death." "Where. is. she." The fury continues to consume his body. "When I found her here, she wanted nothing to do with you Tamlin. You caged her, we set her free."…

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"Remember, your grace. The city will turn against Cersei, they will surrender if they know they are defeated. When you hear the bells ring, stand down." Tyrion says, Daenerys meets my eyes. The memory of Missandei and Edlin fill my mind as the words leave his mouth, their heads tumbling across the dirt. The memory of my father's head falling from his neck as the people of King's Landing cheered. My brother's throat cut by Lannisters as my mother was forced to watch, only to have her own slit after."Take your throne, Daenerys." I tell her, she nods to me before walking to Drogon.…

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He slips off a glove and takes my chin in his fingertips. A strange surge of electricity erupts where his skin touches mine, a connection I've never felt before. "I'm showing mercy, something I rarely do. So do as I say, and I will continue to do so. I don't want to have to hurt you, there's something about you that keeps me from doing so. Perhaps a gut feeling, or something of the sort. Don't make me change my mind. I'll be back later tonight."…

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"Inquisitors are created through torture and pain, Lyra. Why do you stay loyal to the ones who hurt you so badly?" I walk towards her and take her chin in my hand, looking down over her. "I am not your average Inquisitor, princess. I was not born of torture and deception. I was saved from death as a child by Darth Maul and brought to the Empire. My master showed me compassion, dear Leia, not pain. I got what the Jedi temple could have never given me," I step back and motion around us. "A purpose, a family. The loyalty I have for this Empire is something I could never give up so easily for a rebel alliance. The hope you rebels claim to possess, it makes you naive. It makes you so trusting that it's sickening. It will be what destroys you."…

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"Do you know why she named you Aurora?" "No. Do you?" He nods. "Father used to tell her about the beautiful lights in the skies of Midgard called the Aurora. She knew her daughter, the Goddess of Life itself, would be just as beautiful." A tear slips down my face as a smile.…