Lord Bolton's little smile paid another visit to his lips. Maester Aemon had once used it to peer at the stars, before his own eyeshad failed him. His mouth twitchedat her, as more blood ran down from where his ear had been. Hiring Shae as one of Sansa'smaids had given him an excuse to be seen talking with her, but Tyrion did notdelude himself that they were safe.
You might, if you were not a eunuch. So you pray. I have the sword. For what, ser? Ser Danwell Frey asked.
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