The Others can take my guilt, hethought as he slipped his tunic over his head. He would be no one's cousin, no one's enemy, no one's sworn sword . My lord, beware, the knight warned. The gatehouse towers emerged from the rain like ghosts, hazy grey apparitionsthat grew more solid the closer they rode.
Her aunt ignored her protests. Tyrion turned from the window. I ambearing Kingslayer's banner, he shouted, shaking the dead dog above Jaime'shead. If I show up in his camp wearing a black cloakagain and speaking for the Night's Watch, he'll know that I betrayed him.
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