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manner of it too, a quick dip into a tub of seawater that scarce wet the infant's head. Small wonder the ironborn had been
conquered, they who once held sway everywhere the sound of waves was heard. "That is no true drowning," he told the
riders. "He that does not die in truth cannot hope to rise from death. Why have you come, if not to prove your faith?"
"Lord Gorold's son came seeking you with news." The Sparr indicated the youth in the red cloak.
The boy looked to be no more than six-and-ten. "Aye, and which are you?" Aeron demanded.
"Gormond. Gormond Goodbrother, if it please my lord."
"It is the Drowned God we must please. Have you been drowned, Gormond Goodbrother?"
"On my name day, Damphair. My father sent me to find you and bring you to him. He needs to see you."
"Here I stand. Let Lord Gorold come and feast his eyes." Aeron took a
leather skin from Rus, freshly filled with water from the sea. The priest pulled out the cork and took a swallow.
"I am to bring you to the keep," insisted young Gormond, from atop his horse.
He is afraid to dismount, lest he get his boots wet. "! have the god's work to do." Aeron Greyjoy was a prophet. He did not
suffer petty lords ordering him about like some thrall.
"Gorold's had a bird," said The Sparr.
"A maester's bird, from Pyke," Gormond confirmed.
Dark wings, dark words, "The ravens fly o'er salt and stone. If there are tidings that concern me, speak them now."
"Such tidings as we bear are for your ears alone, Damphair," The Sparr said. "These are not matters I would speak of here
before these others."
"These others are my drowned men, god's servants, just as I am. I have no secrets from them, nor from our god beside
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