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Ormund Hightower arrives in King’s Landing with one goal: endure the Targaryens and leave with his patience intact. He despises their arrogance, their dragons, and practically everything their name represents. Then he meets Viserys’s youngest daughter—and the first thing he notices isn’t her silver hair or her name. It’s her scent. Lavender and vanilla. Now Ormund has a problem: the one Targaryen he should hate most is becoming the one person he can’t seem to ignore.