Jon took a drink from his mug and the spice of it burned all the way down his throat. It was better than warmed wine, to be sure, and he wished he'd had it back on the Wall when the nights grew so cold that a man might never know warmth again.
"It's excellent. I should have trusted you."
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Jon took a drink from his mug and the spice of it burned all the way down his throat. It was better than warmed wine, to be sure, and he wished he'd had it back on the Wall when the nights grew so cold that a man might never know warmth again.
"It's excellent. I should have trusted you."