Why should they kill a little baby? He is Drogo's son, and the crones say he will be the stallion who mounts the world. Now go away. But, Bran, no man can teach you magic. At his age, I committed a few follies of my own.
Robert was breathing heavily by the time they reached the bottom of the stairs, his face red in the lantern light as they stepped out into the darkness of the crypt. You stay here, he told him at the base of the sentinel tree near the armory wall. Do you like to hunt? The fat boy shuddered. In the older parts of the castle, the halls slanted up and down so that you couldn't even be sure what floor you were on.
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