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daenystargaryens:

"Isn’t it strange that I know you’d risk your life to save mine… but I don’t know what your favorite color is?" he says. A smile creeps onto my lips. "Green. What’s yours?"  "Orange," he says. "Orange? Like Effie’s hair?" I say. "A bit more muted," he says.

                                           More like … s u n s e t .

"Your favorite color…it’s green?" "That’s right." Then I think of something to add. "And yours is orange." "Orange?" He seems unconvinced. Not bright orange.

                                                            But soft. Like the s u n s e t.

 ”At least, that’s what you told me once.”