Mountains of the Moon, past high passes and deep chasms to the Vale of Arryn and the stony Fingers beyond. He could see mountains now, their peaks white with snow, and the silver thread of rivers in dark woods. Not you, Tyrion. Dany liked the strangeness of the Eastern Market too, with all its queer sights and sounds and smells.
? he began, his throat clenched. Septa Mordane will expect you. Will he see me? She nodded. The words felt strange on her tongue, after so long.
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