15/02/2026 00:50

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One comes every hour to ask if I wish to confess my fornications. I know that now. Alone, she climbed the steps back to her room for one last time. It had been long years since Jaime had named any of his horses: he had seen too many die in battle, and that was harder when you named them.

I should not have left the Wall. I came to fight. She used to threaten to scrub it off with a little spit. Did you love him? Jaime heard himself ask.