Chapter 60TYRIONThe new crown that his father had given the Faith stood twice as tall as theone the mob had smashed, a glory of crystal and spun gold. So his sons would bestrong and smart as well. The third landing, one two three. But when hetook the cloak that the White Bull had draped about my shoulders, and sent mento kill me that selfsame day, it was as though he'd ripped a caul off my eyes.
They had only been gone from the parapets for a few moments, but everythingbelow had changed. The only blade he ever used was the hunting knife he had from JonArryn, when he was a boy. A certain Lysene pirate once told me that a good smuggler stays out ofsight, Davos replied carefully. I will not march.
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