His voice was gentle. That was where the archers hid and slew poor Cleos Frey, she thought. but instead . the blood ofWinterfell.
Arya grinned, realized she was grinning, and gave her cheek a pinch. Have no fear on that count. She was less certain whether she would forgive herself. Oars snapped and splintered, sweet music to the captain's ears.
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