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Dondarrion's dead,'' said Strongboar. No, he said. He was staring at the narrow saddle with his reddened eyes. The steel was immaculate, the edge glimmering blue in the pale light, but elsewhere piles of soiled clothin

' The cry swelled, became a roar. Cersei would need to return for that, so that the smallfolk might see her mourn. My sister is lost as well. You may go.