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... > Mace Tyrell stood near the center, his chest puffed out so far his silk doublet looked strained. Beside him, Olenna sat in a carved wooden chair, her hands folded over her cane. She didn’t look impressed; she looked bored, which Alaric knew was her most dangerous expression.
Across from them stood a man who didn’t seem to care about the heat or the tension. He wore yellow silks and light armor, a spear leaning casually against his shoulder. His eyes were dark and sharp, jumping from Ma ...
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