The bells in the seven towers of the Great Sept of Baelor had tolled for a day and a night, the thunder of their grief rolling across the city in a bronze tide. Sansa looked at654 GEORGE R. Why would the dwarf want Bran dead? To silence him, surely. That's a Brandon, the tall one with the dreamy face, he was Brandon the Shipwright, because he loved the sea.
Ned brought his bastard home with him, and called him son for all the north to see. Who'd want to kill the likes of you? My lord father, for one. I'll take first watch . et, boiled leather, mail and plate and helm, even a great wood-and-leather shield blazoned with the same striding huntsman he wore on his surcoat.
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