Stannis did not pull away from Melisandre's touch as he had from his queen's. This was folly. Glistening brown and black, thetree rushed toward them like a battering ram. There was someone else, hesaid.
Ghosts, she remembered. He was my son, my secret son. She is nothing if not dutiful, this wife of mine. What did you find at the riverfront? Mud, said Tyrion, and a few dead things no one's bothered to bury.
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