The Titan's Bastard grinned. Guide him and defend him,R'hllor, and grant him strength to smite his foes. Tyrion had rather liked old Jeor Mormont, with his gruff manner and talking bird. Sometimes hetasted a bite of this, a spoon of that, tearing bread from the loaf with shortstrong fingers, but the meal could not distract him.
To be sure, Your Grace. Why, if the gods were cruel, they would have made me my mother's firstborn,and Doran her third. Next day they're somewhere else. I will never bear a living child, sheremembered.
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