Битва королей

Bran

           

           HodorknewBran’sfavoriteplace,sohetookhimtotheedgeofthepoolbeneaththegreatspreadofthehearttree,whereLordEddardusedtokneeltopray.Rippleswererunningacrossthesurfaceofthewaterwhentheyarrived,makingthereflectionoftheweirwoodshimmeranddance.Therewasnowind,though.ForaninstantBranwasbaffled.

           AndthenOshaexplodedupoutofthepoolwithagreatsplash,sosuddenthatevenSummerleaptback,snarling.Hodorjumpedaway,wailing"Hodor,Hodor,"indismayuntilBranpattedhisshouldertosoothehisfears."Howcanyouswiminthere?"heaskedOsha."Isn’titcold?"

           "AsababeIsuckledonicicles,boy.Ilikethecold."Oshaswamtotherocksandrosedripping.Shewasnaked,herskinbumpywithgooseprickles.Summercreptcloseandsniffedather."Iwantedtotouchthebottom."

           "Ineverknewtherewasabottom."

           "Mightbethereisn’t."Shegrinned."Whatareyoustaringat,boy?Neverseenawomanbefore?"

           "Ihaveso."Branhadbathedwithhissistershundredsoftimesandhe’dseenservingwomeninthehotpoolstoo.Oshalookeddifferent,though,hardandsharpinsteadofsoftandcurvy.Herlegswereallsinew,herbreastsflatastwoemptypurses."You’vegotalotofscars."

           "Everyonehard-earned."Shepickedupherbrownshift,shooksomeleavesoffofit,andpulleditdownoverherhead.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 335 из 1267