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I was brought to Westeros with nothing. I toiled in service, I stole. I sold my own body for coin and bread. And I listened. I collected confidences. I made myself valuable to powerful men. Bit by bit, I earned my living. A house, a household, a home. Then they set it all aflame. [โ€ฆ] For too long I made it my aim to be of consequence. But now, I see that was the wish of a child. Daemon, Otto Hightower, makes no difference. They will never accept me. I might as well have remained a whore.

MYSARIA | 02.02 RHAENYRA THE CRUEL
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