'' He was clad in the ragged remains of an old robe, pink and white. Ser Loras . Nute's eyes grew wan,', as if he feared he was the butt of some cruel jape. Hunt would not listen.
Arianne realized as they rode. '' She refused to say the girl's name. ' those were my words to him. If the gods were good, he would give Ser Loras the glorious end he seemed to want.
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