Hannibal smirked as he turned to dress in his best deep red velvet furs with black trim. He placed his crown upon his head and turned to look at her with approval. "Yes, much better. I will send servants to send our clothes back to King's Landing. We will leave for Winterfell with all haste. I am eager to see our children." He said as he pulled her close and looked at her lovingly.
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