And who are you? The proud lord said. That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat, that’s all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold, or a coat of red, a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp my lord, as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o’er his halls with no one there to hear,
Yes, now the rains weep o’er his halls and not a soul to hear…
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The Last Reyne
Fanfiction"I will not bow." are the words that have doomed Lord Reyne and his house. When an assured victory turns into a genocidal defeat, only one was spared by the gods from Tywin Lannister's wrath. What will happen to the last Reyne? Will the bloodline of...
