If help was coming,it would not come today. a good knight . That tower's tumbling over, lookslike. If thewildlings were coming, the Wall would need every man.
The oarsmen were rowing more vigorously now, fighting the rage ofthe river. When he got the fire going, Sandor propped up his helm in the flames, emptiedhalf the wineskin into it, and collapsed back against a jut of moss-coveredstone as if he never meant to rise again. It was the taste of Winterfell. Lord Tywin studied his grandchild in silence, gold flecks shining in his palegreen eyes.
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