She heard the sound of voices and turned to look behind her. Her son was tall and proud, with Drogo's copper skin and her own silver-gold hair, violet eyes shaped like almonds. ,, You have been most courteous, Ned told him. She was that quick.
Arya recognized silks and satins and velvets she never wore. Drogo's khalasar is gone, she said. He sold some poachers to a Tyroshi slaver instead of giving them to the Night's Watch. If I did, my word would be as hollow as an empty suit of armor.
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