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I dream of that as well, sweetling. He could hear the birds quorking in the rookery, so he put the papers away andclimbed the steps to feed them. His face darkened. He can't be killed, she thought, hoping againsthope.

Jaime hated that smile. All of Sansa's resolve had withered in the face of her aunt's onslaught. My father had held back from the war, brooding onall the wrongs Aerys had done him and determined that House Lannister shouldbe on the winning side. He was so tired.