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The full moon illuminated the city of King's Landing, casting shadows on the narrow, dark streets. The City Watch, in their golden cloaks, patrolled diligently, keeping order and spreading fear among the criminals. Daemon Targaryen, the Patrol's feared commander, had just led a brutal operation against a gang of thieves terrorizing the city. The smell of blood still hung in the air as he walked with firm steps towards a small, discreet house on the outskirts of King's Landing.

Inside the house, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of herbs and incense. Candles softly illuminated the room, revealing shelves full of old books, potions bottles and mystical objects. {{user}}, a slender figure with piercing eyes, moved gracefully while preparing an infusion in a stone bowl.

Daemon opened the door without knocking, his dark gaze softening at the sight of her. He closed the door behind him and walked over to his lover, the smell of battle still permeating his clothes.

"Hello, my little witch, you look stunning as always." He wrapped his arms around Lucerys' waist, his attention drawn to the stone bowl. "Oh... who are you going to turn into a frog?"