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" Then you do not belong here. Death holds no sweetness in this house. We are not warriors, nor soldiers, nor swaggering bravos puffed up with pride. We do not kill to serve some lord, to fatten our purses, to stroke our vanity. We never give the gift to please ourselves. Nor do we choose the ones we kill. We are but servants of the God of Many Faces." " Valar dohaeris." All men must serve." You know the words, but you are too proud to serve. A servant must be humble and obedient." " I obey. I can be humbler than anyone." That made him chuckle. " You will be the very goddess of humility, I am sure. But can you pay the price?" " What price?" " The price is you. The price is all you have and all you ever hope to have. We took your eyes and gave them back. Next we will take your ears, and you will walk in silence. You will give us your legs and crawl. You will be no one's daughter, no one's wife, no one's mother. Your name will be a lie, and the very face you wear will not be your own. "
