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black holes waiting for their dead, waiting for him and his children. Ned did not like to think on that. - dust bynhar citeretsidste årHe was more interested in the pair that came behind him: the queen’s brothers, the Lannisters of Casterly Rock. The Lion and the Imp; there was no mistaking which was which. Ser Jaime Lannister was twin to Queen Cersei; tall and golden, with flashing green eyes and a smile that cut like a knife. He wore crimson silk, high black boots, a black satin cloak. On the breast of his tunic, the lion of his House was embroidered in gold thread, roaring its defiance.
- dust bynhar citeretsidste årHow many cups have you had, Jon?”
Jon smiled. - dust bynhar citeretsidste år“I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.
- dust bynhar citeretsidste år“You are your mother’s trueborn son of Lannister.”
“Am I?” the dwarf replied, sardonic. “Do tell my lord father. - dust bynhar citeretsidste årSansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.
- dust bynhar citeretsidste årSansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.
- dust bynhar citeretsidste år“Jon says he looks like a girl,” Arya said.
- dust bynhar citeretsidste årPrincess Myrcella smiled uncertainly at the compliment.
- dust bynhar citeretsidste årEven Princess Myrcella looked sorry for her.
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