Robb lifted his face to the snow, and the flakes melted on his cheeks. Jon held the longsword before him. Catelyn was at a loss for words. The brazier was cold again by the time Khal Drogo returned.
What are you talking about, children? Our half brother, Sansa corrected, soft and precise. He needs someone who can read and write letters. Khal Drogo reeled in the saddle, tilted slowly, and fell heavily from his horse. He swung his horse around and galloped back across the bridge.
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