Might be I did, once. Ser Olyvar the Green Oak all in white, dying at the side of the Young Dragon. She would have fled them both, perhaps, but there was nowhere for her to go. The second wayn would earn' their clothing and possessions.
Alayne was not certain she believed that. Little Lew hollowed out a loaf of stale bread to make a trencher, pretending that he had not heard. Lies and Arbor gold, she thought. Riverrun will keep.
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