Would that Ned had been able to say the same. It's not fair! Nothing is fair, Jon said. This time my coin will champion Ser Loras. He drew a paper from his sleeve, sealed with the sigil of his House.
Her fingers trailed lightly across the surface of the shell, tracing the wisps of gold, and deep in the stone she felt something twist and stretch in response. Dany saw the bloodrider had taken a wound himself; a deep gash in his left shoulder. So it has always been, for years beyond counting. Benjen Stark emerged from the shelter he shared with his nephew.
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