Get the Aurochs on his feet, he has funeral arrangements to make. The boy's cheek began to redden. The honor is mine, good knight. Don't you see what they're doing? Jon turned on him in a fury.
Whatever you say, m'lord, he said. I'd just ride south, you can tell south by the stars. The lenscrafters of Myr are without equal. Jon did not understand why that should be or what it might mean, but it frightened him more than he could say.
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