Mothers who gave them birth, fathers who gave them names. Ser Jorah grunted. this is a catastrophe! Ser Addarn Marbrand said, I am sure we are all grateful to you for pointing out the obvious, Ser Harys. Dread coiled within her like a snake, but she forced herself to smile at this man she loved, this man who put no faith in signs.
Family, Duty, Honor, he echoed. He gave her his hand, drew her to her feet. Your boy, he whispered. We're to escort you to the castle.
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