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Left, right. Rah!
Now you are dead.
You said right,
but you went left.
And now you are a dead girl.
Only 'cause you lied.
My tongue lied. My eyes
shouted the truth. You were not seeing.
I was so. I watched, but you
watching is not seeing, dead girl.
The seeing, the true seeing,
that is the heart of swordplay.
Arya Stark, come with us.
Your father wants to see you.
And why is it
that Lord Eddard is sending Lannister men
in place of his own? I am wondering.
Mind your place, dancing master.
This is no concern of yours.
My father wouldn't send you.
And I don't have to go with you if I don't want.
Take her.
Are you men or snakes, that you would threaten a child?
Get out of my way, little man.
I am Syrio Forel
Foreign ***.
And you will be speaking to me with more respect.
Kill the Braavosi. Bring the girl.
Arya child, we are done with dancing for the day.
Run to your father.
Bloody oafs.
Be gone now, Arya.
Come with me. Run.
The first sword of Braavos does not run.
What do we say
to the God of death?
Not today.
Go.
Not today. Not today.