He never wanted love, though. You cannot eat love, nor buy a horse with it, nor warm your halls on a cold night.
George R. R. MartinTyrion wondered what it would be like to have a twin, and decided that he would rather not know. Bad enough to face himself in a looking glass every day.
George R. R. MartinShe remembered the godswood, drooping branches heavy with moisture, and the sound of her brotherโs laughter as he chased her through piles of damp leaves.
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