The heat beat at the air with great red wings, driving the Dothraki back, driving off even Mormont, but Dany stood her ground. Ned left the man waiting without. And something else came crashing down, bouncing and rolling, to land at her feet; a chunk of curved rock, pale and veined with gold, broken and smoking. and Brynden.
296 GEORGE R. Only one who was less than a man would even think of such a thing, he told me. He tied the destrier securely to a low-hanging limb, well away from the other horses, and drew his longsword from its sheath. As you say, m'lord.
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