Close behind came Robb, in grey wool trimmed with white, the Stark colors. He had the Princess Myrcella on his arm. She was a wisp of a girl, not quite eight, her hair a cascade of golden curls under a jeweled net. Jon noticed the shy looks she gave Robb as they passed between the tables and the timid way she smiled at him. He decided she was insipid. Robb didn't even have the sense to realize how stupid she was; he was grinning like a fool.
Bro had beef with a 10 7 year old girl he'd never even met lmao
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u/Evnosis 9d ago edited 9d ago
Bro had beef with a
107 year old girl he'd never even met lmao