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Sam did not know which would A FIIAST FOR CROWS677be worse: to be recognized by one of his lord father's enemies or by one of his friends. Braavos was a city made for secrets, a city of fogs and masks and whispers. My poor poor Sam. The days were grey and the nights black, except when lightning lit the sky above the peaks of Skagos.

My cousin Alyn is off hunting oudaws. I don't know what those are. The prince gestured toward the pools. No one made any attempt to hinder her.