Westeros has need of every sword. Elys was plowing Alys quite dutifully, and she was whelping once a year. Her wits were quicker, her courtesies more polished. This is the work of Stannis and his red witch, and the savage north-men who worship trees and wolves.
The passage south had seen to that. Alayne thought. I begged him not to go, but my Pate was oh so very brave, and swore he was the man to slay that monster. Only three leagues of coast road divided Sunspear from the Water Gardens.
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