The sellsword backed off a step. He heard a shout from Theon Greyjoy, and the hoofbeats of the other horses behind him. I have taken enough of your time. Because it is his nature.
The man is an anointed knight. He had pig eyes, small and shiny. First you go weak and drowsy, and everything starts to fade, and then it's like sinking into a sea of warm milk. His dark eyes swept over the faces of the strangers in the market.
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