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    Years before the tragedy in Ashford Meadow, dreadful dreams had always come to Daeron Targaryen, even as a child. Deaths and horrors and the grief it brought had been a constant companion to the prince. Pulsing through his blood like a curse, along with it the complexity of the waking world through his status as his father's son and the prince of the realm.

    Before the wine and the whores, he found an unlikely friendship with one strange girl, who seemed to share the similarly grim prospect of a night's sleep as himself. Though Romme's dreams were less of a harbinger of tragedy, than it were a reminder of the cruelty of battles and rebellion that marred the realm. Through quiet stolen moments, they found solace in each other, sharing drinks and comfort all night to escape their own ghosts. A friendship, something which perhaps would be enough for them to endure it all, even for just a little while.

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    "All these years," Romme asked. "Do you ever dream of me?"

    Daeron let out a bitter smile. "That's the last place where I wish to meet you."

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