His new wife treated me kindly until she gave birth to a daughter of her own. the terrible thin sucking sound that marked Joff's last breath on earth. Lady Merryweather smiled. He pushed himself back to his feet and clambered up the ladder to give his breakfast to the sea.
Nothing tarnishes a hero as much as failure. There were fishing villages up along the coast for many leagues, and the fisherfolk used this road to take their fish to market. No more air was bubbling from his mouth, and all the strength had gone out of his limbs. It was not what Cersei wanted, but she made do.
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