It was over the dessert of frosted fruit, the only imported item on the menu, that, for the first time, the Outlanders became other than mere guests. We would be safe ourselves no doubt, were our lifetimes quadrupled. \parDevers snarled and reached slowly for his own gun. \parLathan Devers' eyes were on him.
We'll gut him after. He needed a young wife if House Arryn was to continue. Everybody wanted out of the room. They've been rowing sincedawn, resting two oars at a time.
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