“I just found this out. Aye, lad, said Tom Sevenstrings, and more's the pity. Did they tell you my reasons? For the girls. But when the dead walk, walls and stakesand swords mean nothing.
” I stood up from my chair. The fat Dothraki put aside his knife to unsheathe a huge curvedarakh, the wickedly sharp scythe-sword the horselords loved. Never forget, Robert offered a lordship to the man who slaysyou. It is a rather great favor to ask you, but we have already been greatly obliged with your kindness in offering us this opportunity to explain our problem.
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