When he was done, he would close his eyes and begin to snore softly and Dany would lie beside him, her body bruised and sore, hurting too much for sleep. He was seated on the Iron Throne, high above his knights, wearing a helm fashioned in the shape of a lion's head. Ser Alliser has kindly arranged for the watch commander to take a special interest in me. Beric Dondarrion was handsome enough, but he was awfully old, almost twenty-two; the Knight of Flowers would have been much better.
Lady Stark, Ser Vardis said, the pleasure is as great as it is unanticipated. The walk was short, but the ground was rough underfoot and his legs were cramping badly by the time they got back. Help me, and all the gold is yours. Dany had never felt so alone as she did seated in the midst of that vast horde.
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