I patted his hands and stepped back just enough so that he had to let me go, or hold on when he knew I didn't want him to. He is your Ulfric, Fredo said, no one's king is that weak. I was really happy that Richard had allowed the wolves to join the coalition. He leaned in, hands still on my wrists.
My voice was utterly calm, as if we were talking about the weather. I obeyed Anita's wishes. I don't care. Not yours.
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