Lord Walder Frey and his heir Ser Stevron. Pain hammered through his elbow when he moved his arm. Truth be told, I can hardly stand to be around the wretched woman, but that does not mean my love for her is any less than the love you bear your half sisters. Likely he'll make a botch of it, and afterward the Dothraki will be on their guard.
Syrio stepped back. He remembered Brandon's laughter, and Robert's berserk valor in the melee, the way he laughed as he unhorsed men left and right. The remnants of Rhaegar's army fled back to King's Landing. Lord Roose never says a word, he only looks at me, and all I can think of is that room they have in the Dreadfort, where the Boltons hang the skins of their enemies.
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