But the stink of death is fresh on you, my lord. As for SerRaynald, he was a cheerful young knight who swore that no insult of WalderFrey's could possibly provoke him. You're lying, said Gendry. It hadbeen the same in the kingswood.
That wasn't fair. When the last was gone, Grenn kicked loose thechocks on a barrel of pitch and sent it rumbling and rolling over the edge aswell. Sam hung his cloak upon a peg and wentto lend a hand. With thelantern leading the way they marched him from his cell and up a half turn ofstair, to the Old Bear's solar.
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