such magnanimity. such directness, perhaps honesty too. this might have been a bad idea, aemond realises, sitting back and straightening his posture. hands on the table, clear for all to see, palms flat on the cool, polished surface.
measured breathing, as he puts himself back together, moment by moment. ]
{You'll understand if I have reservations for simply taking that which I desire. It rarely turns out well for everyone when I do.
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such magnanimity. such directness, perhaps honesty too. this might have been a bad idea, aemond realises, sitting back and straightening his posture. hands on the table, clear for all to see, palms flat on the cool, polished surface.
measured breathing, as he puts himself back together, moment by moment. ]
{ You'll understand if I have reservations for simply taking that which I desire. It rarely turns out well for everyone when I do.
Perhaps in this, too, I have overreached. }