He did not want to leave his brothers, the only friends he'd ever had. Cersei itched to slap his solemn, pious face. Stonetrees, Wynches. Better that than die in bed.
Our new High Septon will need to deal with them, once he is crowned. It would be the best thing for her. Then Ser Cedric had been slain in the riverlands whilst fighting in Lord Tywin's host. Going to the Citadel to forge a chain and be a maester, to be of better service to the Watch, he told himself, but the thought fust made him wean-.
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