Honor the steel with deeds, not words. You must never mock me like that. Sweet Sansa, Queen Cersei said, laying a soft hand on her wrist. Yet someday he may be the lord of a great holdfast and sit on the king's council.
Theon Greyjoy put a hand on the hilt of his blade and said, My lady, if it comes to that, my House owes yours a great debt. So you mean us to declare for Stannis? asked Edmure. Was there nothing else? No final words? When I saw that all hope had fled, I gave the Hand the milk of the poppy, so he should not suffer. A silence fell over the wood.
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