The sooner this folly is done with, the better I shall like it. It was either that or ride a pony. and I must say, he did not look pleased, though to be sure it is hard to tell with our silent knight. The septa bowed and left.
At the last moment, when they were almost on him, he jumped aside as Jon had known he would, stumbled, and fell. The man was too clever by half, a mocking smile never far from his lips. The gold of a lowland lord is as worthless as a halfman's promises, Gunthor said. He stopped and licked his lips.
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