Ser Wendel Manderly rose ponderously to his feet,holding his leg of lamb. Lord Nestor Royce seemed gruff and stem,but his daughter Myranda kept his castle for him, and everyone said howfrolicsome she was. Tyrion felt their eyes onhim as he rode past; chilly eyes, angry and unsympathetic. and Jeyne, yes.
Ser Deziel Dalt,of Lemonwood. Hundreds were taken with their lord, and bent the knee when hedid. For their wedding night, they had been granted the use of an airy bedchamberhigh in the Tower of the Hand. Arya curled up near the fire, warm andsnug, yet sleep would not come.
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