And this is Lady Brienne. Of shimmering white silk it was, pale as moonlight and airy as a breeze. Before coming to King's Landing. Your Grace.
That is better. Dawn was still several hours away when Cersei slipped out the king's door behind the Iron Throne. If not, I shall deal with them myself. Your Grace.
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