Chapter 27DAENERYS All? The slave girl sounded wary. By now he may have done it. The sweetness of his laugh, the warmth of his hand. You are only aboy, I know, but you are our prince as well, our lord's son and our king'strue heir.
\parToran broke loose at Magnifico's breathless entrance. He'd come trading with his brothers, andhe had hair like mine, kissed by fire, so I thought he would be lucky. Her other hand drifted down across the soft curve ofbelly, through the mound of fine silvery-gold hair, and went to work betweenDany's thighs. Good stories by Robert Reed, Geoffrey A.
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