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It must be some magic of his that I'm feeling. Her expression turned reflective. I wonder why I can feel it and you can't. 'Abigail shrugged. Who understands magic?
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They keep telling you not to let the sun set on you there. Why? Richard shrugged. Because it's dangerous. And after everything youve learned, you believe them?
She had not meant to tell Brienne. No one knew but her and Maester Vyman, and she had meant to keep it that way until . . . until . . . Until what? Foolish woman, will holding it secret in your heart make it any less true?