I will fight her for you, bare-breasted, knife to knife. Cersei heard herself say. Whatever dreams Brienne dreamed were gone when dawn awoke her. He sings a pretty song, she murmured softly, in the Common Tongue of Westeros.
It was as good a name as any. '' She smiled. Cersei rolled away and pulled up the bedclothes to cover herself, shivering. Still, there had been nights deep within the black bowels of the Rock when she had welcomed their warmth beside her.
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