Thetops of half a hundred trees poked up out the swirling waters, their limbsclutching for the sky like the arms of drowning men. I have found you here, as you found the cache of dragonglass beneath the Fist, and Imean to make use of you. Most of the brothers know better. Hunting for stray northmen, the Hound said when they had passed.
Hodor, he said again, hooting. Look at it, onion knight. His lordship wants to see you. There are those who say Ser Loras is better than Leo Longthom.
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