They were armed with steel-tipped lances and longswords, with battle-axes for the butchering. Pycelle continued. His great sable cloak stirred behind like something half-alive. The boy's cheek began to redden.
The singers had given them the names of gods: Balerion, Meraxes, Vhaghar. The Red Keep is full of eyes. He does love me, he does. The trees press close here, Will warned.
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