The playful tone had vanished from her voice, and the captain found himself watching her through narrowed eyes. It was a dangerous dance that they had danced, to 426 GEORGE R. The way ahead rose sharply, turning twice before emerging in a much larger cavern full of outlaws. Or so her septa told her.
Lets see if she can dance, he said, and gave a yank. You are welcome here, but your men must leave their swordbelts. The sunrise was the prettiest that Cersei had seen in years. The last had simply been an ugly child.
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