That's not the way I meantit. And despite what he'd told Bronn, going upagainst Ser Gregor Clegane in his own person would be a bigger farce thanJoffrey's jousting dwarfs. There's a pot shop I know in Flea Bottom makes a savory bowlof brown. Hewrites that Lord Mormont has sent word of wildlings moving south in vastnumbers.
And so every dayhe repaired to the maester's chambers high atop Sea Dragon Tower, to frownover scrolls and parchments and great leather tomes and try to puzzle out afew more words. Isell my sword, I don't give it away. They might not love the Tyrells half so well if they could see us nowSansa tasted a spoonful of soup and pushed the bowl away. Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray,stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know.
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