Fewer than a dozen of our ships survived the inferno on the Blackwater. Many of our brothers came here to escape the horrors of the world, not to dwell upon them. Ahead stretched a broad expanse of pea-green water rippled like a sheet of colored glass. I'll have you on it.
Megga Tyrell was sobbing openly by then. I'm going to drown, he thought, in a blind black panic. And stronger. So speaks a maid who has never played the game with anyone.
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