[It was disappointing that there was nothing further he could tell her. Her mind was a sponge, wishing to soak up every legend, every story of Westeros, if only to know it better. It wasn't simply her family's history, but everything. Before the Targaryens, before the First Men. It made up Westeros brick by brick.
But this wasn't the point of the story. She nodded, gesturing for him to continue.]
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But this wasn't the point of the story. She nodded, gesturing for him to continue.]
What happened next?