"Even disregarding familial relations, the Lannisters attempted to murder my crippled son at Winterfell."
Edd's voice grew cold.
Alia exclaimed in surprise, "Bran? How is he?!"
"He's fine, the assassin had his throat bitten through by his Ice Wolf. The dagger the assassin used on site was this one, with a dragon bone handle and a Valyrian steel blade. There is only one such dagger in all of Westeros; it belongs to Tyrion Lannister."
'Dragon bone', 'Valyrian steel'.
Two phrases that caught Lann's attention converged on a single dagger.
"Can I take a look?"
Edd nodded, and with a 'shing', the dagger was unsheathed.
Lann finally saw for the first time what this legendary steel looked like.
Steel patterns like rippling water, with the blade's black areas deep as if shrouded in black smoke.
The handle was handed to Lann, and the moment he reached out to touch it, Lann realized Jandry wasn't wrong.
