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의외로 문법이 그럭저럭 맞아들어갑니다
Arya saw Jon holding spears. “Your grace,” he said to an urgent maid, afraid. “The crow’s eye would join you.”
“Aye, Pate.” the tall man raised a sword and beckoned him back and pushed the big steel throne to where the girl came forward. Greenbeard was waiting toward the gates, big blind bearded pimple with his fallen body scraped his finger from a ring of white apple. It was half-buried mad on honey of a dried brain, of two rangers, a heavy frey.
“Six men wanted to kill one Stark, this grey o’ all of three.”
“Was sam old enough, or sad?”