Come in and warm yourselves, a man's voice called out. Themules and garrons was so heavy laden you'd think their backs would break. As black a fish as ever, Ser Brynden hadno care for what others might think. Sort of a clumsy metaphor, but that's it.
When his eyes hadadjusted to the smoky red gloom, he saw six people, none of whom paid him anymind. Not necessary, but some find it pleasant. Excellence, I have requested one for a week. An immense round fat man, as big asthree Moon Boys, he came cartwheeling into the hall, vaultedonto the table, and laid a gigantic egg right in front of Sansa.
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