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GEORGE R.R. MARTINAdapted by

DANIEL ABRAHAMArt by

TOMMY PATTERSONLetters by

MARSHALL DILLONColors by

IVAN NUNESCover by

MIKE S. MILLERSeries Editors:

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ROBB ARRIVED BEFOREHER FOOD, SER RODRIKCASSEL AND THEONSREYTOY WITH HIM.

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THE BLADE IS VALYRIANSTEEL, THE HILT

DRASONBONE. A WEAPONUKE THIS HAS NO

BUSINESS BEIN3 IN THEHANDS OF SUCH A MAN.SOMEONE (SAVE IT TO HIM."

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