They were six. Three times their way was blocked by iron bars, and they had to stop while Bowen Marsh drew out his keys and unlocked the massive chains that secured them. He held out his cup. At once! Me too? Tears welled in Sansa's eyes.
This is Gendry. He held her hand in his own and brushed her fingers, one by one. As you might have noticed, I'm small. The maester had told him the stories, and Old Nan had made them come alive.
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