A scented beeswaxcandle burned on the bedside table and rose petals had been strewn between thesheets. Spectators screamed and shoved at each other to getout of the way. He loved my lady mother. I might be serving in King's Landing still if the vile boyupon the Iron Throne had not cast me aside, it shames me to admit.
This couldmean his life as well. She had started to pull up a blanket to cover herself when she heardhim say, No. No wonder his wife despised him. The long shafts punched through his breastplate as if it had been madeof silk instead of steel.
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