Dany heard Jhogo shout. The southern rain was soft and warm. He had a raven on his arm, and he was feeding it kernels of corn. He gave Ned a sideways glance.
High lords and serving girls alike broke off what they were doing and moved to the balustrade. I would prefer one who is reasonably young, with as pretty a face as you can find, he had said. Somebody should have beheaded them. That won't do any good, the crow said.
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