her black hair blowing. He would have stood a better chance of hatching a real dragon than saving up enough coin to make a golden one. She scares me. He thought.
She lifted a cup to Brienne's lips. she noticed; oft as not, the prize went to some smaller, quicker animal, thin and mean and hungry. I never lied to no High Septon before. Ser Meryn.
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