The others seemed less amused. Jewels glittered in its hilt, and the moonlight ran down the shining steel. Mere boys, Lord Petyr said with a shrug. Ser Arys Oakheart escorted the queen, while Ser Boros Blount walked beside Joffrey, so six of the Kingsguard were now in the hall, all the White Swords save Jaime Lannister alone.
then she gasped, again and again, and her song became a shuddering wail, thin and high and full of agony. Some of the statues were so lovely they took her breath away, others so misshapen and terrible that Dany could scarcely bear to look at them. It could not have helped much. The bells in the seven towers of the Great Sept of Baelor had tolled for a day and a night, the thunder of their grief rolling across the city in a bronze tide.
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