From Jaime VIII, A Storm of Swords by George RR Martin
The Smiling Knight was a madman, cruelty and chivalry all jumbled up together,
but he did not know the meaning of fear.
And Dayne, with Dawn in hand…
The outlaw’s longsword had so many notches by the end that Ser Arthur had stopped to let him fetch a new one.
“It’s that white sword of yours I want,” the robber knight told him as they resumed,
though he was bleeding from a dozen wounds by then.
“Then you shall have it, ser,”
the Sword of the Morning replied, and made an end of it.
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