MARTIN Euron Greyjoy, King of the Isles and the North. You will hear it called die Warren too. He made that clacking sound that might have been a laugh and drew his sword up Jaime's throat till the point came to rest between his lips. He cupped her chin.
He had not slept since. If you cut a worm in two. All of it came pouring out of Brienne then, like black blood from a wound: the betrayals and betrothals. For a moment she found herself wondering how long it had taken her aunt to fall that distance.
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