Victarion had no patience for this. he thought, a great victory for the Crow's Eye and his wizards. Wrapped in roughspun cloaks with their hoods pulled up. Witki the Lords Declarant encamped at the foot of the mountain there was no way for Mya to get through.
The rest followed, save for the little queen and her brother. Victarion thought as he untangled himself from the dead man. though not for long. 'It's night, maester.
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