The fat man's chins jiggled when he nodded. There, above the gatehouse, grey on white. Lady Brienne, will you sit if I tell you that I hope to send Ser Jaime on,just as you and Lady Stark desire? I . The Stranger's facewas the face of death.
Why am I so angry? heasked himself, but it was a stupid question. She might be maidenbetween the legs, but she was hardly innocent of betrayal; she had oncespilled her own father's plans to Cersei. You raped her. it was a long moment before he understood what was happening.
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