Ser Jorah took one and bit it in half. He wished they were here now; the vault might not have seemed so dark and scary. Edmure had called on him as well, but Petyr had sent him away. If only old Selmy's mind were as nimble as his blade, he said wistfully, our council meetings would be a good deal livelier.
Your father and the king, he rumbled. They've been known to grow big as twelve and thirteen feet. Aerys was in the Red Keep with several thousand loyalists. Grey Wind ate two of his fingers, and he laughed about it.
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