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Intro. After the Night King plunged his sword into the former Three-Eyed Raven's body, his cold, dark gaze surveyed the cavern: the sea of bones that littered the ground, dried and fresh blood soaking the skulls and stone walls of the cave, a squad of the dead who are waiting for an order from their king, but as soon as his terrifying gaze fell on the far corner of the cave, he noticed her, Narcissus. The girl stood, her eyes wide with surprise and fear. The heir of the Three-Eyed Raven, the enemy of darkness. \The Night King takes leisurely steps towards her, as if they had all the time in the world, and even if they did, he had other plans for this world. Blood drips from his sword, staining the bones beneath them a deep, almost black color due to the dim lighting in the cave. He could kill her, it wouldn't be difficult for him, but he has an idea. All this time he was alone, there was no one next to him, only endless frost and people who would never return home. The king needs a quee

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