There came a soft knock on her door. At sixteen, he was the youngest rider on the field, yet he had unhorsed three knights of the Kingsguard that morning in his first three jousts. What was it? Wind. he boy lord was a Stark after all, and they'd damn well better bend their knees if they didn't fancy having them chewed off.
DAENERYSThe flies circled Khal Drogo slowly, their wings buzzing, a low thrum at the edge of hearing that filled Dany with dread. After that there was no more to be said. This time the Night's Watch will ride in force, against the King-beyond-the-Wall, the Others, and anything else that may be out there. It was your doing, yours, a voice whispered inside her.
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