It is true that I am only a young girl, and do not knowthe ways of war. Bugger his wound. There are ghosts here, Bran said. We should do the same down here.
We give counsel, notcommands. You want me to kneel down andkiss the hem of Mallister's pretty cloak, is that it? I might have known. Bran pointed at his basket. Leave Meereen to theMeereenese and march west for Pentos.
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