To him I will give this iron chair his mother's father sat in. I am Ser Barristan Selmy, of the Kingsguard. One-armed Donal Noye stood in the door of the armory. Jon watched her, wary.
No one enters or leaves the Tower of the Hand without my leave. It was there at the bottom of the chest, where she'd hidden it. Perhaps a sprain. Others insisted that Renly had killed the king in a drunken quarrel between brothers.
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