One more folio, just one more. And like the green marble sphinxes that flanked the Citadel's main gate. The whitewash that covered them was cracked and peeling, but Brienne knew their meaning. you are my friends.
A FEAST FOR CROWS321 The tale of our beginnings. Kingslayer. Unbidden, his thoughts went to Brienne of Tarth. Tommen would have no choice but to send you to the Wall.
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