I will not have her harmed. She is of the north. What was promised. The sun of her life stepped down from the high bench.
Have you chosen the escort? Ten men, with Porther in command. I still carry a token of his esteem. Who paid for him? A lord, the master said reluctantly. The place had grown over the centuries like some monstrous stone tree, Maester Luwin told him once, and its branches were gnarled and thick and twisted, its roots sunk deep into the earth.
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