The day was grey, damp, overcast, the sort of day that made you wish for rain. For an instant he feared she would strike him, but instead she commanded them to release him. When day broke, Jon walked to the kitchens as he did every dawn. Do you think they chose me Lord Commander of the Night's Watch because I'm dumb as a stump, Snow? Aemon told me you'd go.
Do any of you keep to the old gods? Jon stood. That he will, the Greatjon agreed, gesturing. The black brothers assured him that it was much stronger than it looked, but Tyrion's legs were cramping too badly for him to even contemplate the ascent. My home is at my back, he said gruffly.
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