21/04/2026 00:04

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Cersei s fingers were digging into Jaime's arm hard enough to leave bruises. / killed the last one. The mob would find a sterner foe in me. Does it matter how the boy perished? He's no less dead, and his kingdom died when he did.

What is dead can never die, but rises harder and stronger. Once they've spent a few days in the river they all look much the same. Her cheeks were flushed, her brown ringlets tumbling loosely about her shoulders, stirred by even' puff of wind. but it was not the wolf she should have been afraid of.