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“I have been fortunate beyond the lot of many men that not only can I, do I, admire and respect my lord and my master, but that I could, that I do, also love him. My lord, my ... Tor ... if you were my brother or my cousin I could not love you more. When you are no longer sitting on the Lion Throne, I would like to know the man behind the Serenity. As a friend.”

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Book:At the Feet of the Sun
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