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β khaleesi.xn--6iiβ β β± β β sigh. last acc i promise
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he was glad she did not lecture ; he would have sat and listened , he always did . β·
hand lifted to tangle in his hair . frozen for a moment , unsure if he liked * the attention - of course he liked it ... but he was wary of touch . who wouldn't be , really ?
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