I was heir to my father's blade once, he said mournfully. This will not do. Stew went flying everywhere, spattering the brothers. He says no one ever comes back.
I have not sworn yet, he muttered. He visited with Ser Aron Santagar in the armory, and they talked of a certain dagger. He found that curious. Pour, Ser Jorah commanded.
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