Tip:
Highlight text to annotate it
X
I was born in a place like this.
Later, I fell on hard times.
Are those girls?
Craster's daughters.
I haven't seen a girl in six months.
I'd keep on not seeing them if I were you.
What, he don't like people messing with his daughters?
He don't like people messing with his wives.
He marries his daughters, and they give him more daughters.
And on and on it goes.
- That's foul. - It's beyond foul.
All the other wildlings for a hundred leagues have disappeared.
Craster's still here.
He must be doing something right.
What happens to the boys?
Hmm?
He marries his daughters.
What does he do with his sons?