So the girl was like to be fertile as wellas fair of face. Yet wherever Sansa was and whatever her part inthis might have been, she remained his wife. Is death so very sweet? Sweet? No, my friend. It wasn't the sentinels, he knew.
They'd found her wandering riderless through a field the morning after theslaughter. Jaime caught a glimpse of the thick blonde bush at thejuncture of her thighs as she climbed out. Drogon and Rhaegal were asleep atop somecushions, curled about each other, but Viserion perched onthe edge of her empty bath. When Whitebeard brought the sword, Strong Belwas squinted down the edge,grunted, slid the blade back into its leather sheath, and tied the swordbeltabout his vast waist.
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