The river lords are no fools, the queen argued. The Hound gave him a crack across the face that made him scream again. Theyunwound the long coils of hemp they'd had looped around their chests, tiedthem all together, and tossed down one end. I mislike this place.
Those who had horses or mules slept beside them, for fear theymight be stolen. The king's justice will bedone. Unless Falyse should die before her mother. We had a bird from Lord Selwyn.
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