There was an odd question to be asked. He gave her a curious look before answering.
"Not many smiths can. But my master? He's one of the few who can. He knew the spells and workings for it. Never had many chances to do it. But there was a lord, once. He had a knife he'd taken when he killed his foe, but didn't like the idea of having to give back. So he had my master melt and remake it into a new blade, fit with dragonbone for the hilt. I didn't work the steel myself, but I was there for each bit of it. Don't know that I could do it myself, though. I saw the technique he did, but there's more to it than that with Valyrian steel."
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"Not many smiths can. But my master? He's one of the few who can. He knew the spells and workings for it. Never had many chances to do it. But there was a lord, once. He had a knife he'd taken when he killed his foe, but didn't like the idea of having to give back. So he had my master melt and remake it into a new blade, fit with dragonbone for the hilt. I didn't work the steel myself, but I was there for each bit of it. Don't know that I could do it myself, though. I saw the technique he did, but there's more to it than that with Valyrian steel."