After them came the children. The winding stone steps were narrow. The prince is riding, and he shall be the stallion who mounts the world. The direwolf is the sigil of my father's House.
to be like I am. Perhaps-the mother feared to lose the son. After Ser Willem had died, the servants had stolen what little money they had left, and soon after they had been put out of the big house. One of the horses reared and had to be restrained to keep from bolting.
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