Inside were storehouses and stables, a long natural hall, and the chiseled handholds that led up to the Eyrie. Fruit? The king's eye looked more black than blue. Gilly went on. The sea was stirring too.
Lord Snow is waiting. He smiled when he said it. Ser Lyle will have the best of that one, he knew. If King's Landing loses Oldtown and the Arbor, the whole realm will fall to pieces, he thought as he watched the Huntress and her sisters moving off.
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