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... > The tall walls blocked the noise of people and horses in the castle, and only the chirping of insects and birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind were heard.
Queen Margaery Tyrell was walking alone in the forest, wearing leather boots and a green hunting coat. Her long curly brown hair was dancing in the wind, and her crystal eyes were like the lake in midsummer.
Following the wheel marks in front of her, she saw Bran Stark sitting in a wheelchair under a brown weirwood tr ...
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