| Text | - "Daeron's sending his best. Donnel Arryn, the Knight of Ninestars, Gwayne Corbray." He frowns. "You have a steady blade. Use it where you will."
- "I will join Bittersteel on the right flank, Your Grace. He'll be going for Bloodraven."
- Daemon turns his sword, sending light sparking off the Valyrian steel. "This is my patrimony. If I don't use it to win a throne, why take it at all?"
- "Do you think we can win this fight, Your Grace?"
- "Where would you have me fight, Your Grace?"
- "I will fight beside you tomorrow, until our victory."
- You and Daemon whet your swords, side by side. "I'm splitting the forces tomorrow. I'll take the middle, Bittersteel will command the right flank."
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