[ bran chose his moment wisely. in the beginning, robb would have laughed, brushed it aside. but he has dwelled aboard this ship long enough to see old nan's stories coming to life. it's softened him. and the seriousness of bran's expression does the rest, quells any lingering disbelief. ]
If you wish it, I shall try. [ and feel a perfect fool doing so, but. ] But I know little of it. I've never...
[ it's only ever been when he's asleep, bone-tired after battle or a long day's march and he falls into sleep hard and dreams of grey wind. he's never had any control over it. ]
You'll have to instruct us, Bran.
[ and when did his youngest brother grow so wise? ]
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If you wish it, I shall try. [ and feel a perfect fool doing so, but. ] But I know little of it. I've never...
[ it's only ever been when he's asleep, bone-tired after battle or a long day's march and he falls into sleep hard and dreams of grey wind. he's never had any control over it. ]
You'll have to instruct us, Bran.
[ and when did his youngest brother grow so wise? ]