Here was the call of Maege Mormont's warhorn, a long low blast that rolled down the valley from the east, to tell them that the last of Jaime's riders had entered the trap. So I suppose I'll let you run back to Robert to tell him how I frightened you. This is another matter entirely. He looked at the clansmen uncertainly.
No enemy could ever reach us up here. Gods, why is it so cold in here? The servants rushed back in and hurried to feed the fires. Ser Jorah parried as best he could, but the slashes came so fast that it seemed to Dany that Qotho had four arakhs and as many arms. She felt like such a fool.
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