Every time she made for Riverrun, she ended upsomeplace worse. Lords and ladies, he proclaimed in a disgustedtone. Tastes right. Forgiving, yes.
He choked on his pigeon pie. As he moved behind her, Sansa felt a sharptug on her skirt. Mayhaps, he said, after a longmoment. When Craster learned that his unwanted guests would be departing on themorrow, the wildling became almost amiable, or as close to amiable as Crasterever got.
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