Good day to you, he said nervously. He had seen dead men before . Jon picked up the wineskin and handed it to Tyrion. The mules set the pace, slow but steady.
He wondered where she was, what she was doing. Promise or no promise, he could not find it in him to trust Lord Petyr Baelish, who struck him as too clever by half. Dany moved quickly to his side. It was peaceful here.
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