In the game of thrones, even the humblest pieces can have wills of their own. Mad eyes, he thought, fool's eyes. As you wish. We rode across half the bloody realm and for what? So you could make Edmure Tully piss his breeches? There's no song in that.
It was only then that she saw the dark stain below his bell, spreading as she watched. Dusk was settling by then. The lightning lord. The air was cold and heavy, and smelled of earth and worms and mold.
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