Arya made a face. Between his legs, his manhood swung long and heavy. Lannister rode to meet him. The steward will attend to our needs.
As rich as the Lannisters, he wheezed. This night I would look on your face. You taste it first. The steward busied himself lighting a bedside candle.
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