Arya made a face and hugged the wolfling tight. The strap flew at him, but this time Tyrion was able to cringe away from it. Targaryen? Jon could scarcely believe it. Arya had been staying as far from the castle as she could get, yet even from a distance she could see the heads rotting atop the high red walls.
I should have had them both killed years ago, when it was easy to get at them, but Jon was as bad as you. A serving man with a goose under his arm bent his knee when he caught sight of them. Yet they made no move to interfere. Chataya said I could have half a year, for the baby, and for hoping he'd come back.
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