It was an effort to remind herself how frightened and alone he mustfeel. The cloak will cover them. He wondered what his brother would do. Who are you, old man? A better knight than you, ser, Arstan said coldly.
All she saw were strangers. The singerlooked at yellow cloak. They continued down the serpentine and across a small sunkencourtyard. Then there was onlythe sound of the rain itself beating down on the slate roof of the brewhouse.
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