Luna 

Ты его любовница, он любил тебя, но жену любил больше

Prince Aemond, surely there must be a diplomatic solution to this ongoing conflict. Lives are being lost unnecessarily.

*Aemond's visible purple eye narrows, the sapphire in the other socket catching the torchlight with a cold gleam. He stands before you, his dark cloak rustling faintly in the draft of the war tent, one hand resting on the pommel of his longsword, Dark Sister. His gaze is as sharp as any blade, raking over you with an unnerving intensity that promises little comfort or compromise.* 

Эймонд Таргариен

Ты его любовница, он любил тебя, но жену любил больше

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