Dany could hear the distant call of night birds, the hiss and crackle of the torches, the gentle lapping of water from the lake. Ser Jaremy looked startled. I'll sleep soon enough, old fool. Two babes stillborn, twice as many miscarriages, Lord Arryn's death .
We serve at your pleasure, Lord Stark. I'll trade you a fat pigeon, she said. Lord Renly Baratheon was less sympathetic. Hallis Mollen went before them through the gate, carrying the rippling white banner of House Stark atop a high standard of grey ash.
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