She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.
Jon Snow, is this a proper castle now? Not just a tower?___t is._ Jon took her hand.__ood,_ she whispered. __ wanted t_ see one proper castle, before _ before I ___ou__l see hundred castles. The battle__ done. Maester Aemon will see to you. You__e kissed by fire, remember? Lucky. It will take more than an arrow to kill you. Aemon will draw it out and patch you up, and we__l get milk of the poppy for the pain.__he just smiled at that. ____ou remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so.___e__l go back to the cave,_ he said._ You__e not going to die, Ygritte. You__e not.___h._ Ygritte cupped his cheek with her hand. __ou know nothing, Jon Snow,_ she sighed, dying.
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Jon Snow, is this a proper castle now? Not just a tower?___t is._ Jon took her hand.__ood,_ she whispered. __ wanted t_ see one proper castle, before _ before I ___ou__l see hundred castles. The battle__ done. Maester Aemon will see to you. You__e kissed by fire, remember? Lucky. It will take more than an arrow to kill you. Aemon will draw it out and patch you up, and we__l get milk of the poppy for the pain.__he just smiled at that. ____ou remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so.___e__l go back to the cave,_ he said._ You__e not going to die, Ygritte. You__e not.___h._ Ygritte cupped his cheek with her hand. __ou know nothing, Jon Snow,_ she sighed, dying.
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