A GAME OF THRONES 691 And your brother? Her father glanced out over the rivers. Why would anyone want to kill a sleeping child? Before he could answer, the servants returned with a plate of food fresh from the kitchen. Ser Loras, if we send you off alone, Ser Gregor will send us back your head with a plum stuffed in that pretty mouth of yours. Heat shimmered in waves off the stony outcrops of low hills.
The same age as Bran. Your father will always have a place in my heart, but these are my brothers now. Your bastard brother has all your father's graces, it would seem. Littlefinger ignored the jibe.
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