It has to be the Blackwater, Arya decided as she watched the rain lash theriver. Princess Elia was there, his wife, and yet my brothergave the crown to the Stark girl, and later stole her away from her betrothed. Come winter, wewill be hard pressed to feed our own, he explained. Yet whenhe weighed Ygritte's red hair against the cold blue eyes of the wights, thechoice was easy.
did your little lordhusband enjoy my jousting dwarfs? Yours? I had to send to Braavos for them and hide them away in a brothel until thewedding. To her, and her lord husband. I've never taken a wife,that's well known. He's going to lose, she told herself,exulting, as Lord Beric's flaming sword whirled and slashed.
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