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but the maesters say— Dying is not dead! I only want to spare you — I know what you want. As he watched his entrails sliding through his fingers he said, 'Buf it has not been a year. those are his eyes, and she has his hair too, the thick black hair he shared with Renly. She was the fairest treasure of the Maidenvault.

Why would you wish to be my Hand? To end this war before this war ends us. Your Grace. Do you denv vou wrote those words? No. Someday I'll slit his throat.