This is the last place I would have expected to see you. That would have been amusing. You know, we have men on the Wall whose mothers were whores. It would be different if it had been Jory or Ser Rodrik or Father, she told herself.
His fingers brushed lightly over her budding breasts and tightened on a nipple. He has the bastard, he has the book, and soon enough he'll have the truth. The boy, Ned echoed. Remembering her courtesies, she lowered her head.
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