The guard had reined up well behind them, at the bottom of the ridge. By my lights, it was you who started this, Lord Tywin replied. You can wait with me, Bran said. So they vowed they would have no wives nor children.
The strap whistled through the air and smashed Tyrion full in the face. Your boy, he whispered. All her fear was gone, burned away. You let him be.
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