A token of your good regard. No, Sansa blurted. But now he could only admire the man's courage. Tenthousand dragons, was it? Ten thousand.
He drank his wine and thought of Shae. The Wall is mine, Jon reminded himselfwhenever he felt his strength flagging. Our own losses? A dozen. Takethis away.
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