By the time he got himself turned, she was sprinting down the alley. They hate me because I'm better than they are. he'd say . Unless they trade three-for-one, we still come out light on those scales, Tyrion said acidly.
Tyrion watched his father fly past, the crimson-and-gold banner of Lannister rippling over his head as he thundered across the field. Arya had never seen a man move as fast. She wondered how she could ever have thought him handsome. sh and the bundles of dry grass, until the oil trickled from beneath the logs and the air was rich with fragrance.
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