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Davos

           Thebrightestflamecaststhedarkestshadows."

           Frowning,Davoshushedherthen.Theywerecomingclosetoshoreoncemore,andvoicescarriedacrossthewater.Herowed,thefaintsoundofhisoarslostintherhythmofthewaves.TheseawardsideofStorm’sEndpercheduponapalewhitecliff,thechalkystoneslopingupsteeplytohalfagaintheheightofthemassivecurtainwall.Amouthyawnedinthecliff,anditwasthatDavossteeredfor,ashehadsixteenyearsbefore.Thetunnelopenedonacavernunderthecastle,wherethestormlordsofoldhadbuilttheirlanding.

           Thepassagewasnavigableonlyduringhightide,andwasneverlessthantreacherous,buthissmuggler’sskillshadnotdesertedhim.Davosthreadedtheirwaydeftlybetweenthejaggedrocksuntilthecavemouthloomedupbeforethem.Heletthewavescarrytheminside.Theycrashedaroundhim,slammingtheboatthiswayandthatandsoakingthemtotheskin.Ahalf-seenfingerofrockcamerushingupoutofthegloom,snarlingfoam,andDavosbarelykeptthemoffitwithanoar.

           Thentheywerepast,engulfedindarkness,andthewaterssmoothed.

           Thelittleboatslowedandswirled.Thesoundoftheirbreathingechoeduntilitseemedtosurroundthem.Davoshadnotexpectedtheblackness.Thelasttime,torcheshadburnedallalongthetunnel,andtheeyesofstarvingmenhadpeereddownthroughthemurderholesintheceiling.Theportculliswassomewhereahead,heknew.

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