These things are best done quickly. M'lord Littlefinger said only to bring you to him, and see that you were not mistreated. That, a woman, and another dozen swords, Bronn said. She was scarcely a year older than I was, dark-haired, slender, with a face that would break your heart.
The wind swirled around him, gravel crunched beneath his boots, while ahead the white ribbon followed the lines of the hills, rising higher and higher, until it was lost beyond the western horizon. That was the end of his farewells. The Snow boy was well enough when I left the Wall. Prince Joffrey laughed.
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