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Jon:'What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?' Tyrion: 'Too hot, too noisy, and I'd drunk too much wine', the dwarf told him. 'I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.
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alcohol
dwarf
feast
tyrion-lannister
jon-snow
drunk
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George R.R. Martin |
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We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss. Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.
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funny
feast
joffrey
sansa
arya
george-r-r-martin
a-song-of-ice-and-fire
winterfell
ironic
prince
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George R.R. Martin |
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Take him away. Prepare a feast. Forget nothing. My crown: the golden cutlery. The poison bottles; and the fumes; the wreaths of ivy and the bloody joints; the chains; the bowl of nettles; the spices; the baskets of fresh grass; the skulls and spines; the ribs and shoulder-blades. Forget nothing or, by the blindness of my sockets, I will have your hearts out. Take him away...
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bones
lamb
feast
crown
hearts
poison
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Mervyn Peake |
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Bountiful was the table of your grandsire, for there is still fat at the root of my heart from the feasts he gave in my honour.
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feast
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Raymond E. Feist |
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They each took a plate and helped themselves to a feast that looked as if it had been prepared for a magazine layout. There was a salad sprinkled with fresh flowers- Isabel said they were baby pansies, nasturtium and angelica. The spread included plates of artisan cheeses and raw and grilled vegetables, big chafing dishes of fragrant casseroles, berries and apples with a variety of sauces, an array of local wines and water from Calistoga. The abundance was almost overwhelming to Tess.
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spread
tess-and-isabel
isabel-johansen
feast
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