Sharp it away, lad, sharp it away, the burly guardsman said, making the blade skitter across the whetstone, lest otherways ye'll be a girl afore ye're a man.


Chapter 31, The Councils of the Prince (p. 502) - Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn - The Dragonbone Chair (1988)


Sharp it away, lad, sharp it away, the burly guardsman said, making the blade skitter across the whetstone, lest otherways ye'll be a girl afore...

Sharp it away, lad, sharp it away, the burly guardsman said, making the blade skitter across the whetstone, lest otherways ye'll be a girl afore...

Sharp it away, lad, sharp it away, the burly guardsman said, making the blade skitter across the whetstone, lest otherways ye'll be a girl afore...

Sharp it away, lad, sharp it away, the burly guardsman said, making the blade skitter across the whetstone, lest otherways ye'll be a girl afore...