The visit had taken all the strength from him. Now that he had looked at the bodies, he could not seem to look away. MARTINThen her huge khal took her by the hips and lifted her into the air, as he might lift a child. He looked worn and tired, battered by battle and haggard from strain.
The gods can see them there, and there is no darkness to hide in. A man went before them, pounding out a slow, deep-throated marching rhythm on a drum that was bigger than he was, boom, boom, boom. The town was afire, black plumes of smoke roiling and tumbling as they rose into a hard blue sky. Does Maester Luwin say to call the banners too? The maester is timid as an old woman, said Theon.
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