As he lowered himself into the steaming water, he recalled another bath, the one he'd shared with Brienne. Gorold's folk toiled down in Gorold's mines, in the stony dark beneath the earth. Ser Boros. I'm his squire.
That would demonstrate the fairness of the judgments against the others. He has no need of me. It might please him even more to kill me. Ser Osfryd is seasoned quite sufficiently.
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