[ Theon had been watching the strange woman with her strange powers. It is admittedly her hair that had first caught his attention a moment of hope that even he could recognize as foolishness the moment that it cropped up but it followed with an aching sense of alone-ness that was not quite the same as loneliness but worse. ]
Where did you learn such magic?
[ Theon asks the strange woman. She reminds him of Melisandre which isn't the best comparison but is the core of what he knows of magic -- he has little care for the woman's Lord of Light, though. ]
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Where did you learn such magic?
[ Theon asks the strange woman. She reminds him of Melisandre which isn't the best comparison but is the core of what he knows of magic -- he has little care for the woman's Lord of Light, though. ]