You need a woman now, Bronn said with a glint in his black eyes. You say you love Robert like a brother. Where in the seven hells was Bronn? Die, the man grunted, chopping at him savagely. My father went south once, to answer the summons of a king.
MARTINIt was Ser Jorah Mormont who answered. You are not fool enough to believe that, my lord. A fortnight later he was dead. Robert Baratheon had always been a man of huge appetites, a man who knew how to take his pleasures.
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