A fist hammered at her door again, and a voice called out, Open, in the name of the king. ashes, surrounded by blackened logs and bits of glowing ember and the burnt bones of man and woman and stallion. I used to start fires in the bowels of Casterly Rock and stare at the flames for hours, pretending they were dragonfire. Now pick it up.
And what are we to offer for my brother? Lord Eddard's rotting head? I had heard that Queen Cersei has the Hand's daughters, Lefford said hopefully. Ser Jorah Mormont said, The Western Market will have food more to your taste, Your Grace. Khal Drogo laced himself up and spoke a command, and horses were brought to the lakeshore. Is this some kind of trick? I see you.
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