And the river lords were rising too, Blackwood and Bracken and Mallister, houses who had never been ruled from Winterfe found one bastard, one said. Gods be good, Dywen muttered. Its beak stabbed at him fiercely, and Bran felt a sudden blinding pain in the middle of his forehead, between his eyes.
In that instant of sudden terror, the only lesson Arya could remember was the one Jon Snow had given her, the very first. Many of the houses were afire, and the jaqqa rhan had been about their grisly work. she murmured, her voice slurred and drowsy. Out of his armor, Ser Loras Tyrell looked even younger than his sixteen years.
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