Something niggled at Tyrionfor amoment. Jaime, you should go to your father. Petyr is on the bay, the lad with the unfortunate face. Growing up a bastard in his grandfather's castle? Jon shrugged.
To have any hope of holding thenorth, the Greyjoys must leave no single sprig of House Stark alive to disputetheir right. He got it from his father, with the blood. The taste of dreams. He was a brave man, a good ranger.
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