The four young warriors of Dany's khas arrayed themselves behind him, frowning, watching with their dark, almond-shaped eyes. It was said that the children of the forest had carved the faces in the trees during the dawn centuries before the coming of the First Men across the narrow sea. Of all the Lannister party, Sandor Clegane was the one who concerned him the most, now that Ser Jaime had fled the city to join his father. It would not be the first time, nor the last.
War? The fear was plain on Catelyn's face. It would never occur to him to suspect that one of them was the daughter of his liege lord. You broke my wrist, bastard boy. No one doubts your valor, Ser Loras, but we are about justice here, and what you seek is vengeance.
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