f wood carved andpainted in the shape of Westeros as it had been in the time of Aegon theConqueror. Why must they misunderstand every bloody thing hedid? Aerys. They had torn the poor garron apart, and were pulling out her entrails with dripping red hands. When he pulled down on it,there was a soft rumble that sounded loud as an avalanche in the stillness,and a square of dull orange light opened a foot to his left.
He stood so still he might have been carved ofstone. He knew the boy was mine. A golden tooth gleamed in his mouth when he smiled. A light kiss, the merest brush of herlips on his, but he could feel her tremble as he slid his arms around her.
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