It was a dark snowy night. Snow was falling all over Westeros. Rachel. The क्वीन of Westeros was in her chamber weeping. Tomorrow was the दिन her life would turn into a nightmare. Her father Tywin Lannister thought it was time for his daughter to get married. Rachel was beautiful she had beautiful Hazel irises that made any man fall for her the सेकंड they laid eyes on her. She had long blonde locks which cascade around her shoulders to her waist. Of course anyone would be lucky to have her as their bride.
“Who is it?” Rachel asked in a small voice when she heard a knock on her door.
It...
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