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Crows are all liars, Old Nan agreed, from the chair where she sat doing her needlework. Lady, he said, tasting the name. The sellsword king, how the singers would love me. He served Robert now as he had once served Aerys Targaryen.

They were relics of the Targaryens, black steel with dragon scales cresting their helms, now dusty and forgotten. 0Book One of A Song of Ice and FireBy George R. The Eyrie clings to the mountain directly above Sky, and in its cellars are six great winches with long iron chains to draw supplies up from below. What had she ever done to make the gods so cruel? She had finally found a safe place, had finally tasted love and hope.