He liked the way the air tasted way up high, sweet and cold as a winter peach. father had given him when he came to manhood, the arakh he had used to slay Khal Ogo and his son, a mighty dragonbone bow. Jon lowered his eyes. Each time the turnkey brought him water, he told himself another day had passed.
But for his own men, they were few enough. The Hound just managed to stay in his saddle. He swung against the building, hard. His men attacked Jaime and his guards, even as his wife attacked Tyrion on the kingsroad.
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