The boy had it forged special for the tourney. Tyrion studied her face for a moment, before he spied fishbones in the ashes. The maid was Loras Tyrell's sister Margaery, he'd confessed, but there were those who said she looked like Lyanna. Below her the world turned from black to indigo to green as dawn crept across fields and forests.
Lord Baelish once, ah Histhought trailed off uncertainly in search of the polite word. The wineseller hesitated a moment, then took up his hammer and knocked the plug from the cask. His eyes were haunted, his voice thick with doubt. 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.
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