He inclined his head a whole half inch in greeting. No, Your Grace. Lady Margaery is always happy to see me. The dragonlords of the old Freehold were strong in sorcery, and lesser men defied them at their peril.
I know you do. And now it may be that I am unfit even for that. You a Piper, boy? he growled. He held out a shaky hand for Jon to see.
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