A fool to the end, Tyrion thought. Why else have rangers and stewards and builders? Lord Randyll couldn't make Sam a warrior,A GAME OF THRONES 397and Ser Alliser won't either. Behind him, he heard the soft metallic slither of the lordling's ringmail, the rustle of leaves, and If your warriors would mount these women, let them take them gently and keep them for wives.
Come dawn, if they were not in their beds, they'd be named deserters too. A dozen bloodflies had settled on his body, though he did not seem to feel them. Why, Father, said Tyrion, that almost sounds like praise. A face pressed close to hers, long black hair and tangled beard and rotten teeth.
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