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Brienne lay on her horse's back, gazing up into the nightly sky while her mare's steps rhythmically rocked her body; "Do you think we will be able to cope with peace?" Jaime had asked her once, and now, several years of unrest, jumpiness, nightmares and having to learn to trust later, in this very night, Brienne was finally tempted to answer "yes".