“It all leads here in the end,” Rhaenys could not help but think as Hellholt came into view.
In another world, another time, she had died here. She could imagine it in her mind’s eye. The scorpions bristling on Hellholt’s walls would unleash their deadly loads, a stray lucky bolt would pierce her beloved Meraxes’ eye, and they’d both plummet to their doom. If she was lucky, she would die on impact, and if not…
Rhaenys did not normally like to dwell on such things yet...
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