It was a relief when uhe singing finally ended. Her maidenhead, you mean? That too. Well enough, Jaime said defensively. Must he do the same? A short man stood in an arched doorway grilling chunks of snake over a brazier, turning them with wooden tongs as they crisped.
Tommen had always been frightened of Sandor Clcgane's harsh voice and burned face, and Clegane s scorn would have been the perfect antidote to Loras Tyrell's simpering chivalry. Dog stayed near his heels, sniffing at ever}' rock, shell, and clump ol seaweed. he had said. I fed her.
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