His shoulders slumped, as if the weight of the great maester's chain around his neck had become too great to bear. I am sending you to court. Moonlight painted the leaves in shades of bone and silver as the guests drifted among them. He has an urgent task for us.
A tongue of flame trailed back from the upraised torch as he went. In chains, Catelyn said. I'm not certain what these two were doing in the castle, but perhaps the king has asked for a show. She drew her son close, holding him safe in the circle of her plump white arms.
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