hin stout inner keeps, there was a barbican and portcullis on either bank, and the Water Tower defended the span itself. He was born to be a King's Hand and a father to queens. He'd had a giant's strength too, his weaponA GAME OF THRONES 35of choice a spiked iron warhammer that Ned could scarcely lift. Spit on me.
Family, Duty, Honor, he echoed. She reached down to the hem of her thin roughspun gown and pulled it up over her head in one smooth motion, tossing it aside. The shadow of the King's Spider and his little birds had him fretting like a maiden on her wedding night. Do remind her to dress nicely today.
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