Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
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The Freys slashed her throat from ear to ear. When we found her by the river she was three days dead. Harwin begged me to give her the kiss of life, but it had been too long. I would not do it, so Lord Beric put his lips to hers instead, and the flame of life passed from him to her. And… she rose. May the Lord of Light protect us. She rose.
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”Your Grace, if you are dead —”
"— you will avenge my death, and seat my daughter on the Iron Throne. Or die in the attempt."
Ron tripped dazedly toward Harry and Hermione. “You’re okay,” he mumbled, before Hermione flew at him and hugged him tightly.
"I thought - I thought -"
“‘M all right,” said Ron, patting her on the back. “‘M fine.”
"Ron was great," said Tonks warmly, reliquishing her hold on Lupin. "Wonderful. Stunned one of the Death Eaters, straight to the head, and when you’re aiming at a moving target from a flying broom -"
"You did?" said Hermione, gazing up at Ron with her arms still around his neck.
”Always the tone of surprise,” he said a little grumpily, breaking free.