Even at a distance, Ser Jaime Lannister was unmistakable. She could feel the emptiness, the vast black gulfs of air that yawned around her. Who paid the boy's apprentice fee? he asked lightly. is it the dragon's eggs you want? You can have them, only throw away the sword.
Deserters from the Night's Watch, he said grimly. Lord Frey's levies have joined them. The wolf slowed, stopped, watching, his eyes glowing red in the moonlight. I am named Mirri Maz Duur.
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