The uproar that followed that was all that Cersei Lannister could ever have hoped for. As the wedding guests filed out of the Small Hall, they passed beneath its shadow. King Stannis had plans for Val, he knew; she was theA FEAST FOR CROWS75mortar with which he meant to seal the peace between the northmen and the free folk. Others, who had sailed too often to the green lands, were attended by maesters and singers and knights.
Maester Colemon, all of them were looking. Good sweet water for the fountains. She had been no older than Sansa, more afraid of sniggers than of swords. We'll have the northmen too .
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