| Text | - "Is there anything I can do to help, maester?"
- "Say what you need, and you shall have it. Rona is part of my house and must live."
- "Wake the sept, Eleanor. We must pray the Stranger spares Rona."
- Lucas hurries to Rona's room with two bowls full of herbs. "The assassin's blade went deep. I will do what I can, but it may be up to the gods."
- The young man shakes his head. "Stay indoors, my [lady/lord]. If there are other assassins about, I may not have the herbs to save you both."
- "Gammer, take me to the godswood. We will need the comfort of the old ones this night."
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