He was questioning her. You forced me into this travesty of a wedding, my lord, and I shall not soon forget it. Sometimes it seemed a thousand years since she had fled King's Landing, and sometimes it seemed like only yesterday, but she knew she could not go back. Send him in, the queen commanded.
He understands that well enough, said Lord Piper. She liked Little Narbo. Aemon chuckled softly. Your Grace.
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