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He bewitched them, Alayne thought as she lay abed that night listening to the wind howl outside her windows. She could not have said where the suspicion came from, but once it crossed her mind it would not let her sleep. She tossed and turned, worrying at it like a dog at some old bone. Finally, she rose and dressed herself, leaving Gretchel to her dreams. Petyr was still awake, scratching out a letter. “Alayne,” he said. “My sweet. What brings you here so late?”

Walking the Eyrie at night, Alayne I, AFFC

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"Alayne, my sweet, more wine for our noble guests." "As you say, Father."

Serving the Lords Declarant, Alayne I, AFFC

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She could make herself a new home here, just as Petyr said.

Alayne at the Drearfort