For the first time in years, he found himself remembering Rhaegar Targaryen. The bride's father and brothers have bent the knee and sworn him their swords. Drogo was quick to learn when he put his mind to it, though his accent was so thick and barbarous that neither Ser Jorah nor Viserys could understand a word he said. A healer of sheeps, sneered Qotho.
Why would anyone kill Jory? Robb shook his head numbly, the pain plain in his eyes. The red eyes watched him impassively. She smiled for the septa. Another year, and Tyrion had the gloomy feeling he'd be looking up at him.
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