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A pack of wolvescame howling around my gates, thinking I might have Jaime Lannister in here. They’d put their lives on hold for the duration. Littlefinger's gold is made from thin air, witha snap of his fingers. It will not be much longer, Maester Vyman warned her, when he came thatafternoon.
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