The Knight of Flowers shone so fine and pure in hiswhite scales and silk that Jaime felt a tattered and tawdry thing by contrast. They heard the laugh. Finally he kicked it all apart in disgust. Keeping the king alive.
If King's Landing mourned its dead boy king, Jaime would never have known it. The maid dabbed some on her finger andtouched Sansa behind each ear, and under her chin, and then lightly on hernipples. A sudden terror filled her. Ser Robar Royce and Ser Emmon Cuy, for two.
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