He was one of the Brackens, a man-at-arms in the service of Lord Jonos. Bran sat astride the gargoyle, tightened his legs around it, and swung himself around, upside down. Joffrey reached for her, and Sansa cringed away from him, backing into the Hound. Stay away from me now, you bastard.
I said the words, just as you did. Almost a man grown. She hates that I'm going to marry the prince. No one was safe.
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