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Stannis waved a hand, dismissing his concern. It is a chill, no more. He coughs, he shivers, he has a fever. Maester Pylos will soon set him right. By himself the boy is nought, you understand, but in his veins flows my brother's blood. There is power in a king's blood, she says. Davos did not have to ask who she was.
I wondered if I could make a mind-bridge to your vampire world, that's all. I should have known that I couldn't. It was the same with Jazz Simmons. When he went through the Gate all contact was lost.' Then he frowned. 'So Maglore gave it to you, eh? Another sign of his affection ?' 'Actually, it's a strange story,' Nathan answered.
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