Ser Raynald Westerling bore his banner, thedirewolf of Stark on its ice-white field. And? The lad tensed. Meera stood over him, the moonlight shining silver off the prongs of her frogspear. I did it for thechildren.
He stoodand offered her his hand. He don't have the teeth for such anyhow. A king can remove the taint ofbastardy with a stroke, Lord Snow. I will hear you say it.
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