Most of them on the ground. He was only a few years younger than Robb; if his brother was almost a man grown, so was he. his own wife, the Dornish princess Elia Martell, to lay the queen of beauty's laurel in Lyanna's lap. For a long moment he wondered if it had all been a colossal blunder.
You will die, maegi, Qotho promised, but the other must die first. The clang of steel echoed through the yard as the others joined battle around him. Lord Karstark is the last, Bran said thoughtfully. Hobb had given him a lemon, still cold from the Wall.
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