Arya Stark, the knight said, come with us, child. Lannister recoiled, and Summer lunged at him from the other side. You do not command the dragon. Others were shaved clean, their features gaunt and sharp-edged as the iron longswords across their laps.
Strangers all, friendly enough only a moment ago, and yet now they cried for his blood like hounds on a trail. For a moment he was afraid the older man would go for his sword. I looked at my reflection in the water earlier and scarcely recognized myself. When he entered the solar, Mormont's raven screamed at him.
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