"If recollection serves me right, the horse was returned to its original owner," Jaime says, talking broad strokes over what was a most irritating incident, and not just for losing a horse he might feel he fairly won for himself.
With an instinct towards veering attention off of himself when it suits, he asks, "Why wear your cowl so low, wench? It's hardly a harsh winter."
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With an instinct towards veering attention off of himself when it suits, he asks, "Why wear your cowl so low, wench? It's hardly a harsh winter."