The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The feast hall of the White Keep smelled of roasted boar, stale wine, and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to seep from the very stones, a scent that clung to the skin of every man and woman present, including myself, who sat at the far end of the long oak table with my hood pulled low and my hands folded in my lap, watching the lord’s jester, a wiry man named Petyr, leap upon the...

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