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Sansa

           Shelovedthestatues,thepicturesinleadedglass,thefragranceofburningincense,theseptonswiththeirrobesandcrystals,themagicalplayoftherainbowsoveraltarsinlaidwithmother-of-pearlandonyxandlapislazuli.Yetshecouldnotdenythatthegodswoodhadacertainpowertoo.Especiallybynight.Helpme,sheprayed,sendmeafriend,atrueknighttochampionme...

           Shemovedfromtreetotree,feelingtheroughnessofthebarkbeneathherfingers.Leavesbrushedathercheeks.Hadshecometoolate?Hewouldnothaveleftsosoon,wouldhe?Orhadheevenbeenhere?Daresheriskcallingout?Itseemedsohushedandstillhere...

           "Ifearedyouwouldnotcome,child."

           Sansawhirled.Amansteppedoutoftheshadows,heavyset,thickofneck,shambling.Heworeadarkgreyrobewiththecowlpulledforward,butwhenathinsliverofmoonlighttouchedhischeek,sheknewhimatoncebytheblotchyskinandwebofbrokenveinsbeneath."SerDontos,"shebreathed,heartbroken."Wasityou?"

           "Yes,mylady."Whenhemovedcloser,shecouldsmellthesourstenchofwineonhisbreath."Me."Hereachedoutahand.

           Sansashrankback."Don’t!"Sheslidherhandunderhercloak,toherhiddenknife."What...whatdoyouwantwithme?"

           "Onlytohelpyou,"Dontossaid,"asyouhelpedme."

           "You’redrunk,aren’tyou?"

           "Onlyonecupofwine,tohelpmycourage.

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