Blue Cotton. Chapter II.Day 2. Why?Blue Cotton. Chapter II. by Madara-Nycteris
Fever was higher now
Grenn had been waiting next to the door, and when he heard the sound of steps and squeaky hinges, he ran to the old man who appeared in front of him. His expression said everything. The Aurochs already knew it. Somehow, he was sure, and yet...
“Maester Aemon, is he going to be fine?”
“Pypar is weaker today, and this illness has damaged him too much. Young Grenn, we do all the possible, but you must be prepared to affront everything… His loss is quite possible now.” The old man said. A deep sorrow was evident in his voice.
“No… I won’t lose him. Pyp must survive!” Grenn denied desperately; Maester Aemon just stared at him with those almost blind eyes, full of wisdom. He was clearly trying to comfort him, but all that could do was telling him the truth and now, he sighed in silence.
“Can I… enter to his cell?” Grenn inquired finally.
Game of Thrones: Tale of the Red Wolf-Chapter 10After spending a night in Mole's Town, the next few weeks were uneventful for the party of five as they crossed the Last River and passed Long Lake until they made their last camp at the southern edge of the Wolfswood. The next morning they would ride until they reached Winterfell. Torrhen couldn't believe it as he looked out on the road. This had been the longest time and furthest distance from home he had ever been and soon he would be going even further and for much longer.Game of Thrones: Tale of the Red Wolf-Chapter 10 by SapphireCrusader
"My uncle Tygett once said that when a man has something to say and yet says nothing, the silence can be deafening."
"Do you really believe that?"
"Not really, but it seemed like the right to say. Something profound." Torrhen laughed, grateful for Tyrion breaking the ice once again.
"So what is on your mind, my northern friend?"
"Quite a lot, actually. I don't know where to start."
"My uncle Gerion said that it's easy to explain anything if you start at the beginning."
"Your uncles seem like very wis
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"When I became pregnant, Your Grace, I was sure-"
"When you became pregnant?" the Emperor's mother said. "What a nice way of putting it." She sniffed laughter and fingered her wine glass. "Go on, girl."
"When... when I became pregnant, Your Grace, I knew it must be your son's child. I've lain with no-one else since he passed through me village near Nibenay-"
"When he passed though my village," Candyce corrected the girl's grammar.
"Pardon, Your Grace, when he passed through your village."
Candyce sighed. "You have not even a passing acquaintaince with proper syntax, do you my love?" she said flatly. "Don't bother to answer. But do stop calling me Your Grace. I'm not a queen. My only title is The Lady of Topal Bay - and that's a mouthful I'd rather not hear you stumble through. 'My lady' will serve."
"That's not true, m'lady," her older guardsman leaned down. "You're also Duchess of Kvatch, if you remember."
"Am I?" Candyce Mede shrugged.
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