The bathhouse had been thick with the steam rising off the water, and Jaime had come walking through that mist naked as his name day. It made me sick to see. His crown fell off and rolled across the marble floor. Falyse? You were always fond of it, I seem to recall.
They were clad in the brown-and-dun robes of brothers, with wide bell sleeves and pointed cowls. Ser Addam Marbrand confessed that their own column had faced similar troubles on their way up from King's Landing. Did this fool have a red nose, full of broken veins? I could not swear to that. When word came down from the north that he had turned up again at the Wall, her fury had been fearful to behold.
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