Jaime turned to Rafford. The Mountain had not always been gentle with his prisoners, even those worth a goodly ransom. They are my true and loyal friends, Your Grace . My serving men will bed down in your stables, if it please you.
the queen suggested, frowning. When she tried to tallc she almost choked on her own tongue. The pox-scarred bastard that Stannis had left to hold his castle was no callow tourney champion but a seasoned killer. He might have climbed those steps.
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