Ser Jaime?" Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman."I am grateful, but...you were well away. Why come back?" A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. "I dreamed of you," he said.
George R. R. Martin (2003). “A Storm of Swords: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book Three”, p.631, Bantam
