<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Cursing under her breath, Lucca kept her eye on the water where the Vorman had gestured. She placed a hand on Cersei's as she stood her ground as best as she could. Then the coppery smell of blood hit her nose, so potent. To her it was like an aphrodisiac. Her breathing became slow and deep, her posture slouched slightly but she maintained her eye upon the water. She then pulled Cersei's hand and led her to behind Lucca, a low growl escaping her lips as she spoke.<br/>
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" <b>Any day now.</b> "</span>​</div>