A Squire of Storm's End - Chapter 23: Home, sweet Home
Rogar finds him there, pulling Lyonel out of sketching a response to Manfred Dondarrion. The sun slants through the windows and his stomach is knotted with hunger and Lyonel realises that it’s much later than he had thought. “Rogar.” “Milord.” Rogar looks pinched, even more so than usual. “Did one of the lads drown in the tub?” “Afraid not.” “Anybody else die, then?” “No, milord.” “Well, what’s it that crawled up your arse and making you pull that face, then?” A pause. Rogar shifts his hands in the small of his back. That has Lyonel sitting up straight in his chair. “An ah. An incident, milord.” “An incident.” Rogar nods and Lyonel stands. “An incident involving who?” If Rogar comes to tell him it’s surely one of the lads, and most likely Dunk. Torren would find him if it were his parents or Vevienne.
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