Her old master-at-arms had always questioned whether she was hard enough for battle. You miss her, I know. Most call me Raff. Ser Man wn Belmore declared when they were gone.
Do you see me smiling? Do you hear laughter? I assure you. Next to Rhaegar, even her beautiful Jaime had seemed no more than a callow boy. That night she dreamed she was a wolf again, but it was different from the other dreams. He had only been at the Citadel for a year, yet already he had forged three links of his maester's chain.
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