When the dwarfs reined up beneath the dais to salute the king, the wolf knightdropped his shield. Stannis snorted. Lord Lucias Vypren is my halfsister Lythene's husband, and Ser Damonis their son. Those are sellswords on the flanks.
It's no more than he deserves, wandering off with some bloody campfollower like a stag in rut. Shae as well. Jeyne? Robb grabbed the edge of the table and forced himself to stand. By the time thesinger had taken his bows, some of the guests were drunk enough to beginproviding unintentional entertainments of their own.
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