The battle's done. Red and black ripples in the steel shimmered in the morninglight. In half aheartbeat the whole center was collapsing. Gilly stroked the babe's head as she held him toher nipple.
He had become accustomed to his wife's nightly devotions. Shesniffed the air again. Yearslater, our father told us that Aerys had cut himself on the throne thatmorning, so his Hand had taken his place. There is a tool for every task, and a taskfor every tool.
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