Thusfar only one bird had returned, the one they'd sent to Karhold. The rest was drinking, and her uncle Rodrik had never been partial to the company of quarrelsome drunks. Though I might be persuaded to keep you for my paramour. If the bluntness of the question had offended him.
There's water, but it's not the good water. well, several, actually. Peck served the wine on a golden platter. The maester and the lord exchanged a look.
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