Catelyn

           WewillmakeKing’sLandingwithinthehour."

           Catelynturnedawayfromtherailandforcedherselftosmile."Youroarmenhavedonewellbyus,Captain.Eachoneofthemshallhaveasilverstag,asatokenofmygratitude."

           CaptainMoreoTurnitisfavoredherwithahalfbow."Youarefartoogenerous,LadyStark.Thehonorofcarryingagreatladylikeyourselfisalltherewardtheyneed."

           "Butthey’lltakethesilveranyway."

           Moreosmiled."Asyousay."HespoketheCommonTonguefluently,withonlytheslightesthintofaTyroshiaccent.He’dbeenplyingthenarrowseaforthirtyyears,he’dtoldher,asoarman,quartermaster,andfinallycaptainofhisowntradinggalleys.TheStormDancerwashisfourthship,andhisfastest,atwo-mastedgalleyofsixtyoars.

           ShehadcertainlybeenthefastestoftheshipsavailableinWhiteHarborwhenCatelynandSerRodrikCasselhadarrivedaftertheirheadlonggallopdownriver.TheTyroshiwerenotoriousfortheiravarice,andSerRodrikhadarguedforhiringafishingsloopoutoftheThreeSisters,butCatelynhadinsistedonthegalley.Itwasgoodthatshehad.Thewindshadbeenagainstthemmuchofthevoyage,andwithoutthegalley’soarsthey’dstillbebeatingtheirwaypasttheFingers,insteadofskimmingtowardKing’sLandingandjourney’send.

           Soclose,shethought.Beneaththelinenbandages,herfingersstillthrobbedwherethedaggerhadbitten.Thepainwasherscourge,Catelynfelt,lestsheforget.

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