Not cruelty. It has no name, Ifear. More often Lord Vargo sends them to me. The man kept staring at him, with eyes as big and black as wells.
Chapter 59SANSAThat was such a sweet dream, Sansa thought drowsily. Sleeping alone in my own cold cellnever made me any harder or braver, though. I had told Lord Vargo there were no sapphires on Tarth, but hewill not listen. No one sang the words, but Catelyn knew The Rains of Castamere whenshe heard it.
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