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Catelyn

           SerRodrikheldtherailandlookedoutoverthepassingshore."Ihavenotbeenthemostvaliantofprotectors."

           Catelyntouchedhisarm."Wearehere,SerRodrik,andsafely.Thatisallthattrulymatters."Herhandgropedbeneathhercloak,herfingersstiffandfumbling.Thedaggerwasstillatherside.Shefoundshehadtotouchitnowandthen,toreassureherself."Nowwemustreachtheking’smaster-at-arms,andpraythathecanbetrusted."

           "SerAronSantagarisavainman,butanhonestone."SerRodrik’shandwenttohisfacetostrokehiswhiskersanddiscoveredonceagainthattheyweregone.Helookednonplussed."Hemayknowtheblade,yes...but,mylady,themomentwegoashoreweareatrisk.Andtherearethoseatcourtwhowillknowyouonsight."

           Catelyn’smouthgrewtight."Littlefinger,"shemurmured.Hisfaceswamupbeforeher;aboy’sface,thoughhewasaboynolonger.Hisfatherhaddiedseveralyearsbefore,sohewasLordBaelishnow,yetstilltheycalledhimLittlefinger.HerbrotherEdmurehadgivenhimthatname,longagoatRiverrun.Hisfamily’smodestholdingswereonthesmallestoftheFingers,andPetyrhadbeenslightandshortforhisage.

           SerRodrikclearedhisthroat."LordBaelishonce,ah..."Histhoughttrailedoffuncertainlyinsearchofthepoliteword.

           Catelynwaspastdelicacy."Hewasmyfather’sward.WegrewuptogetherinRiverrun.Ithoughtofhimasabrother,buthisfeelingsformewere...morethanbrotherly.

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