just looking around
- steps were ahead of him, and then a long brick tunnel in
- “A noble vow,” said Doran Martell with a faint smile,
- serjeant had a peacock on his breast, its bright tail faded
- it so she could play with him. She was not quite one-and-ten,
- big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher
- “Well now,” the serjeant said, “naked steel. Seems
- was Keeper of the Gates whilst his father lived. After
- he was short. He was followed by a haggard grey-faced whore,
- that belief he had made no effort to find her after his
- wedding of King Tommen was a modest affair, and small.