The dropped name made him pause, the surprise on his face turning into a suspicious frown:
"My apologies, my lady, but that would be impossible.," he said, his voice catching in his throat slightly, something he wanted to put on the account of the battle found moments before, not on the doubts that were seeping into his mind.
Ghost's absence was, at this very moment, weighing in even more on his heart: the direwolf would have surely given him any indication of a trick from the woman's intentions.
"Lyanna Starm died before I was born." Or so he had been led to believe all his life. Even now.
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"My apologies, my lady, but that would be impossible.," he said, his voice catching in his throat slightly, something he wanted to put on the account of the battle found moments before, not on the doubts that were seeping into his mind.
Ghost's absence was, at this very moment, weighing in even more on his heart: the direwolf would have surely given him any indication of a trick from the woman's intentions.
"Lyanna Starm died before I was born." Or so he had been led to believe all his life. Even now.