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• Behind a great flowering shrub Hanson lay gazing at the
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• did on her thick muscular chest. “What are you doing
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• the only fool we need on this godsforsaken rock. You have
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• cold down his chest. “By what right does the wolf judge
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• which marks the natural boundary of the country that the
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• hill in a forest... shapes in the snow... I don’t...”
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• up his arm, cruel as laughter. “He rode to save the realm,”
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• Their eyes met. “Put up your knife, Ser Axell. And leave
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• church bell by guess. The arrival of our boats was a rare
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• and Maegor the Cruel was murdered in that chair. By that
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• who sailed my fleet into the jaws of a trap. Or curse me
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• him to Kingspyre, if need be,” Qyburn said. “Lord Bolton
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• to have a good idea of time, was employed to strike the
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• him.” She jerked to her feet as if he’d struck her,
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• am your man, Your Grace. So it is your tongue, to do with
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• reputedly stuffed with Myrish carpets, Volantene glass,
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• the steps again, finding himself now nearly up to his armpits
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• Celtigar has abandoned me, the new Velaryon is six years
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• a man of iron will who neither understood nor forgave weakness
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• rode to Stoney Sept to rally what they could of griffins’
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