Robb'sfingers brushed the pommel of his sword. She let the horsesgraze, then hobbled them for the night and made herself as comfortable as shecould in a niche between two rocks. He's going to lose, she told herself,exulting, as Lord Beric's flaming sword whirled and slashed. Maester Willamen, who took his vows last year and now serves LordHunter in the Vale.
A few gems, I think. And it was time she learned what sort ofprotector Magister Illyrio had sent her. And Ishall be betrayed twice more, once for gold and once for love. About five hundred men apiece.
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