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Catelyn

           Shecouldnotbendthelasttwofingersonherlefthand,andtheotherswouldneveragainbedexterous.YetthatwasasmallenoughpricetopayforBran’slife.

           SerRodrikchosethatmomenttoappearondeck."Mygoodfriend,"saidMoreothroughhisforkedgreenbeard.TheTyroshilovedbrightcolors,evenintheirfacialhair."Itissofinetoseeyoulookingbetter."

           "Yes,"SerRodrikagreed."Ihaven’twantedtodieforalmosttwodaysnow."HebowedtoCatelyn."Mylady."

           Hewaslookingbetter.AshadethinnerthanhehadbeenwhentheysetoutfromWhiteHarbor,butalmosthimselfagain.ThestrongwindsintheBiteandtheroughnessofthenarrowseahadnotagreedwithhim,andhe’dalmostgoneoverthesidewhenthestormseizedthemunexpectedlyoffDragonstone,yetsomehowhehadclungtoaropeuntilthreeofMoreo’smencouldrescuehimandcarryhimsafelybelowdecks.

           "Thecaptainwasjusttellingmethatourvoyageisalmostatanend,"shesaid.

           SerRodrikmanagedawrysmile."Sosoon?"Helookedoddwithouthisgreatwhitesidewhiskers;smallersomehow,lessfierce,andtenyearsolder.YetbackontheBiteithadseemedprudenttosubmittoacrewman’srazor,afterhiswhiskershadbecomehopelesslybefouledforthethirdtimewhileheleanedovertherailandretchedintotheswirlingwinds.

           "Iwillleaveyoutodiscussyourbusiness,"CaptainMoreosaid.Hebowedandtookhisleaveofthem.

           Thegalleyskimmedthewaterlikeadragonfly,heroarsrisingandfallinginperfecttime.

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