He does not know yet, does he? The Usurper owes Drogo a lordship. I think of you almost as my own daughter. He was playing a man's part now, and she would not take that away from him. Crimson cloaks draped their shoulders and steel lions crested their helms.
He reeled away, unsteady on his feet, and Grey Wind snapped at his arm, teeth ripping at his sleeve and tearing loose a scrap of cloth. One moment he'd been ordering supper, and an eye blink later he was facing a room of armed men, with Jyck reaching for a sword and the fat innkeep shrieking, No swords, not here, please, m'lords. A hundred, at the least, Joss answered, in the same instant as the bandaged smith said, Fifty, and the grandmother behind him, Hunnerds and hunnerds, m1ord, an army they was. Nobody likes cravens, he said uncomfortably.
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