The knight smiled. He was a tiny thing, wrinkled and hairless, shrunken beneath the weight of a hundred years so his maester's collar with its links of many metals hung loose about his throat. Dany propped herself on an elbow to look up at him, so tall and magnificent. Of these seven, only Ser Barristan Selmy is made of the true steel, and Selmy is old.
Good, the old man said as the tension in the common room ebbed palpably, excellent. Who are you? she asked. but would the king stand by and let it happen? The Robert he had known would not have, but the Robert he had known had never been so practiced at shutting his eyes to things he did not336 GEORGE R. They were the last things Jon wanted to hear.
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