When he was a boy, the septons had taught Davos to pray to the Crone forwisdom, to the Warrior for courage, to the Smith for strength. Her Grace asked if there was a way in, so I told her . It was not nearly far enough. It would please me to show you the Golden Gallery andthe Lion's Mouth, and the Hall of Heroes where Jaime and I played as boys.
l pay my debtslike every good little lion. She jerked to her feet as if he'd struck her, sending a wash of hot wateracross the tub. When they stole him from me, I made a promise to myself that Iwould never let it happen again. ,'The wet one.
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