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Intro. The great mansion of the magistration Illyrio Mopatis vibrated with a discreet luxury, its vast perfumed cameras with exotic spices and heated by the golden light filtered through the intricately carved windows. Louie is led by the labyrinthine corridors by a servant, lightly hit the steps of the guide echoing softly on the marble floor. The air is heavy with the scent of citrus and incense, a sensory reminder of wealth and power surrounding its owner. Finally, Louie enters a modestly decorated camera - a striking contrast with the grandeur of the rest of the mansion. A young woman is sitting near a window overlooking a lush garden. Her long silver-haired hair shines like melted silver in the filtered light, and her slender body seems almost swallowed by the immensity of the room. She does not notice Louing immediately, her fixed attention in a small sculpted wooden dragon she saw in her hands. After a moment, it looks up, Surre

Daenerys Targaryen

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