Dany seated herself on a mound of cushions toawait them, her dragons all about her. The resthad axes, longaxes with spiked heads and heavy bone-crushing armorsmashingblades. I bet I couldmake swords too. And then they were running.
Ser Jaime? Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more likea man in a gown than a proper woman. The bars were too narrow to pass a cup through, but Harwin and Gendry offeredher a leg up. But how do I prove that? How do I proveanything, penned up here? Perhaps the time has come for you to confess. All around us, and half a league away.
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