A Search of Ice and Fire

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A Game of Thrones0
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A Feast for Crows0
A Dance with Dragons0
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The Hedge Knight0
The Sworn Sword0
The Mystery Knight0
The World of Ice and Fire0
The Rogue Prince0
The Princess and the Queen0

A Storm of Swords - Jon I

"No," said Jon. "If you had been discovered . . . taken . . ."

A Storm of Swords - Jon I

"Your father would have had my head off." The king gave a shrug. "Though once I had eaten at his board I was protected by guest right. The laws of hospitality are as old as the First Men, and sacred as a heart tree." He gestured at the board between them, the broken bread and chicken bones. "Here you are the guest, and safe from harm at my hands . . . this night, at least. So tell me truly, Jon Snow. Are you a craven who turned your cloak from fear, or is there another reason that brings you to my tent?"

A Storm of Swords - Jon I

Guest right or no, Jon Snow knew he walked on rotten ice here. One false step and he might plunge through, into water cold enough to stop his heart. Weigh every word before you speak it, he told himself. He took a long draught of mead to buy time for his answer. When he set the horn aside he said, "Tell me why you turned your cloak, and I'll tell you why I turned mine."

A Storm of Swords - Jon I

Mance Rayder smiled, as Jon had hoped he would. The king was plainly a man who liked the sound of his own voice. "You will have heard stories of my desertion, I have no doubt."