09/02/2026 16:25

---

I have no secrets from them, nor from our god, beside whose holy sea 1 stand. Pia was fussing at a brazier, trying to light the coals. Prince Doran made a wear}' gesture with a chafed red hand. Eor pleasure, though, there is nothing to compare to a gallop on a spirited young filly.

Grand Maester Pycelle almost tripped over his own robes in his haste to leave. Once they eat our bread and salt they are our guests and cannot harm us. They hacked Polly and the Tickler to bloody bits and rode off down the Trident, we were told. I think you go to some hell for that.