because of who you were, so she sought to wound you with her viper's tongue. She pointed with her blade. One day the kindly man came on her unexpectedly and asked what she was doing. He had her eyes, emerald green, as large and bright as Jaime s eyes had been when he was Tommen's age.
The Old Hawk, he was called. ' She had dreamed of it the night before last, a magnificent white castle surrounded by woods and gardens, long leagues from the stinks and noise of King's Landing. They glared at one another. Some of the skulls had scraps of flesh still clinging to them.
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