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But blendedinto the folds was a red as deep as the grey. The thought made her tummy flutter. His voice was not unkind. Gone? Stannis turned.

Emmon Cuy swore it was, with his dying breath. -REGENARD ESTREN, Lord of Wyndhall, a captive at the Twins, -GAWEN WESTERLING, Lord of the Crag, a captive at Seagard, - his wife, LADY SYBELL, of House Spicer, - her brothe What is it? Grey Wind, with me. She dreams, he thought, when Sansa murmuredsomething softly - a name, perhaps, though it was too faint to say - andturned onto her side.