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The sky was dark, and the campfire cast a warm glow over the camp.
“Hurry up and dry off. Don't catch a chill,” Rhaegar said, his wet hair clinging to his forehead as he draped a black robe over his shoulders and walked into the tent.
Helaena, pale and drenched, her hair sticking to her skin, followed him. She boldly and unashamedly entered the tent to change into dry clothes.
Laena, her expression serious, walked into her own tent, wringing out her long, wet cu ...
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