Yet he could scarcely tell Lord Mormont that it was another man's sword he dreamt of . They forced his head down onto the hard black wood. Sometimes she thought about swimming the river, but the Blackwater Rush was wide and deep, and everyone agreed that its currents were wicked and treacherous. Catelyn would gladly have spitted the querulous old man and roasted him over a fire, but she had only till evenfall to open the bridge.
The bastard blade glittered in the pale sunlight, dark and deadly. There are no more dragons, Dany thought, staring at her brother, though she did not dare say it aloud. Her sister ignored her. He turned to find Clegane looming overhead like a cliff.
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