Slynt slammed a fist on the table. Isn't that so, Janos? Slynt's neck was purpling. Arya wondered how cold it would be. We might have turned back there, but my mother chose to sail on.
Tyrion served him a cup. What's happening here? Lord Janos Slynt wasbellowing about tumcloaks and treason, Iron Emmett stood o Unbidden, his thoughts went to Shae. The Mad Huntsman spat.
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