A pretty lad, and my sisterwas half in love with him until he had the misfortune to fart once in ourpresence. His head bobbed up and down. The heralds blew their trumpets. The crow cage was so cruelly narrow it was hard to see how they'd ever gotten him inside.
I have no wine, Joffrey declared. That is where you should be. You say that, but how can you know? What if you were stolen by someone youhated? He'd have t' be quick and cunning and brave t' steal me. Stop telling me what do, wench.
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