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    Baelor shifted in his chair, gritting his teeth as he adjusted his legs. He patted his uninjured thigh with his left hand.

    "Bend over my lap," he said.

    Maekar stared at him, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. "Baelor, your shoulder… if I struggle, if I move wrongly—"

    "Then do not struggle," Baelor snapped, his patience fraying. "My legs are not broken, and I am not made of glass. Do as you are told."

    (In which Baelor survives and then devises a punishment for Maekar.)

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    13 May 2026