A young man's face, ordinary, with full cheeks and the shadow of a beard. The Mountain had not always been gentle with his prisoners, even those worth a goodly ransom. She had a good heart, everyone agreed. When they were gone.
I was good for something after all. a smith and armorer. Especially when he was fasting. The last of the night's stars had vanished .
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