Obara's voice was thick with contempt. She gasped some words in a foreign tongue, then shuddered again and arched her back and screamed. Your Grace. My father says that will help me with the peasants, but the peasants are all dead.
Vengeance for Oberyn and Elia. She tried to wrench free of her ropes, but all that did was chafe her worse. Lanny was his pet name for her mother; only the Reader called her that. She took them both for mutes until she heard them praying.
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