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Unexpectedly, this is not Theon Greyjoy, but simply a device mimicking his dulcet tones. However I am given to understand that should you wish to speak with me, your words now shall await my perusal at your leisure. If you are soliciting goods, I have no interest, unless you are a lady and they are yours by birth. Westerosi may have better luck with a raven, save obvious exceptions. But my message has gone long enough: it is time for yours.
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