Does the Lord of the Crossing imagine he'sbeing poetic? Or is this meant to confound us? Tyrion snorted. You heard him. Sansa driftedpast frosted shrubs and thin dark trees, and wondered if she were stilldreaming. And do you swear to serve me loyally all your days, to give me honest counseland swift obedience, to defend my rights
Tyrion rubbed at theslick scar where his nose had been, wondering why Cersei had bothered. They would reach the Wall, yes . Jaime would not be afraid, he thought, before he remembered what Jaime haddone to him. Gasping, he swallowed a scream and made anotherfist.
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