Stannis Baratheon is Robert's true heir, Ned said. He always smelled faintly of horses, but it was not a bad smell. He fell to his knees before her. Fear filled his gut like a meal he could not digest.
She thrust the brush under her belt and stalked her wolf. By the time I saw him, it was too late. You can touch him. If Lord Eddard were to confess his crime, she said at last, we would know he had repented his folly.
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