Samwell Tarly sniffled. All he was, he owed Jon Arryn, but when the widow fled to the Eyrie with her household, he stayed in King's Landing and prospered. I can teach you history, healing, herblore. His doll fell to the rushes, and he pressed himself against his mother.
She touched one, the largest of the three, running her hand lightly over the shelf. What they know of fighting they learned between decks, in the alleys of Oldtown and Lannisport, in wayside brothels and taverns on the kingsroad. They had all shared the laugh. After them would scurry a flock of small girls, pulling arrows from the corpses to fill their baskets.
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