When she pulled it free, her long auburn hair cascaded down her back andacross her shoulders. Jaime was so thirsty he drank itanyway, but afterward he retched it all back up. The leech was twisting in the king's grip, trying to attach itself to one ofhis fingers. I need to rest, was all he said.
They can bloody well have mine. Oberyn Martell perhaps, once I convince Lord Tyrell that the match does notthreaten Highgarden. You wereso long, I feared that something had gone amiss, he said when he saw Tyrion. Craster's head turned.
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