[He nods, rubbing at the soft skin of her knee with his thumb.]
In Essos, they say it's the Dothraki that might have been the beginnings of tales of centaurs. They're horse lords, men who ride more than they walk. They learn to shoot a bow from the back of a horse as children -- that's a feat the men of my lands can't match. I don't know much else about them, but they tell us that much when we're growing up.
But here, it's just as like that there were real centaurs once, the way there are real wolf men now.
My friend Sam would be a help to you here. He loves all of this -- old books, the histories. How people used to live. I have not seen him since I sent him south to the Citadel to become a maester, a learned man. It was his dream.
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In Essos, they say it's the Dothraki that might have been the beginnings of tales of centaurs. They're horse lords, men who ride more than they walk. They learn to shoot a bow from the back of a horse as children -- that's a feat the men of my lands can't match. I don't know much else about them, but they tell us that much when we're growing up.
But here, it's just as like that there were real centaurs once, the way there are real wolf men now.
My friend Sam would be a help to you here. He loves all of this -- old books, the histories. How people used to live. I have not seen him since I sent him south to the Citadel to become a maester, a learned man. It was his dream.