![]() The little boy’s crying could be heard across the walls of Storm’s End, a piteous, desperate, awful wailing. He was hungry, and he wanted lemon cakes. ![]() Stannis Baratheon, the Black Stag, on his victory over the Tyrell host at Storm’s End. What those men did was the greatest act of heroism I have ever seen, and the finest service a bannerman has ever offered his liege lord. My men, not I, deserve the accolades for that bloody victory. What we did at Storm’s End was by all rights a miracle of soldiering. Five thousand starving men had no right to defeat in their totality a host of the size Mace Tyrell brought to the field, no matter how poorly he led it. ![]() In all fairness to the Reacher lords, it must be said that I had not expected to survive the day. ![]()
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