The direwolf's eyes burned red as embers as his teeth nipped lightly at the soft skin of the boy's throat, just enough to draw blood. Wordlessly, her throat tight with fear, Dany made a gesture. Ned watched his old friend sag softly into the pillows as the milk of the poppy washed the pain from his face. I got close as I dared.
That's good. That means little of itself, to be sure. Steam rose from the water day and night, and the wall that loomed above was thick with moss. Five hundred knights surrounded him, sunlight flashing off the points of their lances.
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