Ser Loras is young, said Ned. What of my sisters? The message made no mention of Lord Eddard or the girls. If the old Hand had been murdered, it was deftly and subtly done. It took a long time.
Frostfallen leaves whispered past them, and Royce's destrier moved restlessly. What are you doing here? Leave us alone. I hope you will honor us at table tonight. I'll not be getting near those monsters.
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