She smoothed his hair back, the soft golden curls that reminded her so much of Joff. Mention that royal blood once more and I may spill some of it, thought Jaime. The marriage must needs wait until Cersei is done and Sansa's safely widowed. The Crow's Eye is a kraken.
Tell me, said Jaime. Lord Petyr. Ser Shadrich was a win', fox-laced man with a sharp nose and a shock of orange hair, mounted on a rangy chestnut courser. Instead, she said, I am also the Queen Regent.
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