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Eddard Stark sat in a guest room overlooking the settlement growing outside Dreadfort and gazed out at the horizon while drinking wine from a glass.
He was usually not one to give in to his vices, but the wine was made by none other than Lord Bolton. It was a wine made from fermented rice.
He still didn't know what to think about it.
It was a decent drink, he would admit. And cheap. It was so cheap that even the smallfolk could easily afford it without mu ...
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