All she has is you. I am sick of looking at that ugly stump of yours. He loves me not. Remember that, girl.
And you have three uncles. Once Ser Brvnden dies, Riverrun is ours. I am not one to boast, but there is royal blood in my veins. This one is ambitious, and her lord is proud hut poor.
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