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he pausedοΌ and cried. as if his pride refrained him from confessing his most sacred sins to paper. after a long momentοΌ he picked up his penοΌand wroteοΌink staining his skin: what do you remember ?
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He smiles as he finally nods. his father and Borros were very good friends. They often spoke together, knowing that his father, speaking well of him pleased Gwayne.
βI would be honored to show you all the good things he says about me. If you allow me.β
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The knight's gaze remained fixed on that of the young Lady. He detailed every detail of her face, her cheeks, her cheekbones, her lips. He looks at all this closely before finding the gaze of the charming Baratheon again.
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She had the most precious smile. A smile that gave Gwayne a good mood.
"And you're a good believer and that sounds amazing. Thanks, knowing that you would pray for me would be a blessing. "
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β£
β£
β β @hightowerplaces
β alysanne would flatter him just to play with him later for bragging
β sends forbidden love letters with a green leaf in the ink as their mark
β training sessions in the wood
β linking pinky fingers under the table
β£
β£
β β @hightowerplaces
β alysanne would flatter him just to play with him later for bragging
β sends forbidden love letters with a green leaf in the ink as their mark
β training sessions in the wood
β linking pinky fingers under the table