Crow food, Bronn muttered beside him, giving voice to what Tyrion had left unsaid. Cersei Lannister sat on the edge of the bed beside her husband. Here, said Bronn, squatting, I'll do it. Down in the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai, they say there are oceans of ghost grass, taller than a man on horseback with stalks as pale as milkglass.
She would know soon enough. The river. I would talk to my daughters alone, if you would be so kind. Can a man still be brave if he's afraid? he heard his own voice saying, small and far away.
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