The Dornishmen burn to avenge Elia and her children. So many things could happen along the way. They were as large as bees, gross, purplish, glistening. The khalasar was like a city on the march, but it did not march blindly.
And her betrothed looked at her with the cool grey eyes of a Stark and promised to spare the boy who loved her. Ser Boros and Ser Meryn waited behind him with a dozen guardsmen, Ned saw. She raked him with her nails and covered him with kisses and whispered and prayed and told him stories, and by the end she had bathed him with her tears. The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself.
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