Speak to him as you will, Lord Renly said, we had still best make our plans. See that the clansmen are ready to ride. Tyrion tapped the leather cover of the book. Such sweet balance.
They set out through the rain at a hard gallop, and before long Tyrion's thighs were cramped and aching and his butt throbbed with pain. He put the sword in her hands, showed her how to hold it, and stepped back. She spun back toward the window to scream for help, but the man moved faster than she would have believed. The end of summer stares us in the face.
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