A great gift requires a greatsacrifice. Like Aegon you begin as Lord ofDragonstone. The day before we were to sail,whilst my mother and your father were closeted together, she andJaime took us down to your nursery. The Good Masterswere shrieking, stumbling, shoving one another aside and tripping over thefringes of their tokars in their haste.
He is almost eight feet tall and must weigh thirty stone, all of it muscle. Shagga, the big one,and Timett with the burned eye. Tommen dipped, signed, dipped, signed. She has shown it to me, Lord Davos.
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