Awkwardly, Jon took the sword in hand. or perhaps he should say that a hard life had been chosen for him. All hail his lady mother, Cersei of House Lannister, Queen Regent, Light of the West, and Protector of the Realm. Yet first we must meet.
Jaime smiled. Maester Luwin urged him to do just that, but Robb would not hear of it. Tyrion leaned over and whispered something in Bronn's ear before the guardsmen led him away. The mud plaster was more soothing, and the herbwomen made him poppy wine as well.
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