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Then suddenly the mammoths were fleeing, running from the smoke and flames andsmashing into those behind them in their terror. He always climbed too fast. He tilted his chin back and squeezed the blood orange, so the juice randown into his mouth. For her lady mother's sake.

He was castle-born and castle-raised, and he learnedsword and lance from a knight and letters from a maester of the Citadel. She heard them croaking and cackling atone another, and wondered what they were saying. The boy could be fierce and proud,but the maesters and castellans and masters-at-arms who'd raised him hadschooled him well in courtesy. At once Lord Beric closed, his downcut screamingthrough the air trailing permons of fire.