Something rubbed against his leg beneath the table. Tyrion was surprised at how desolate it made him feel to say it, even after all these years. And Jon's boy. He thought of the promises he'd made Lyanna as she lay dying, and the price he'd paid to keep them.
The world grew small beneath him. An expectant hush rippled out from the center of the camp as he left her side, growing until it had swallowed the whole khalasar. She bathed her hands in the basin and wrapped them in clean linen. He could see the pink of scalp showing through.
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