Asha sucked grease from her fingers . A lock of black hair fell across her eyes . Her men were shouting for bread and bacon . They made a deal of noise , as few as they were . " Envy , Theon ? "
Аша высосала жир из пальцев. Прядь черных волос упала ей на глаза. Ее люди требовали хлеба и бекона. Они производили много шума, хотя их было мало. — Зависть, Теон?
