One of the corpses was Desmond, who'd shown her his longsword and promised to protect her father. Syrio put a boot to his back and the red cloaks went down together. As rich as the Lannisters, he wheezed. Sansa blamed Arya and told her that it should have been Nymeria who died.
For an instant a thousand droplets of scarlet flame swam before her eyes. Royce did not move. Promise me, Ned. It did not amuse Ser Barristan Selmy.
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