own dock, thrusting out into the river, and . . .
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crack of the ashwood shaft snapping was almost as sweet a sound as Cersei’s wail of
her pavilion with her maids, while Arstan Whitebeard and Strong Belwas kept the guard.
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Dany frowned in annoyance. “Very well. Tell them I will pay double, so long as I get
and looked at him, just smiling . . . well, that stirred some things as well.
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through the clouds. Bran sat in his basket up on Hodor’s back and felt almost content. He
way a scruffy little thing like you comes to ride a palfrey.”
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ruling, how can I be the King’s Hand? I belong on the deck of a ship, not in a castle
“How?” Tyrion demanded, feeling that much sicker.
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and calm. He knew how to read a man’s eyes. He knew what fear looked like. She is
supposed, selling his sword in the Disputed Lands. On the other hand, he might be no
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remained of the building but the stone foundation and a tangle of collapsed beams,
