Ships from many lands come to Asshai, so I lingered long to study the healing ways of distant peoples. It was nothing to do with him, anyway. Her gods had names, and their faces were as familiar as the faces of her parents. You must be one of her daughters, he said to her.
Now stand up and say yes, curse you. Why not come to me? you ask, and I must answer, Why, because I did not trust you, my lord. Its voice was deep and sonorous, and the long slow clanging filled Sansa with a sense of dread. Ser Gregor wrenched his shield into position, juggled with his lance, and all the while fought to hold his unruly mount on a straight
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