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Sansa

           Hesquattedsilentlybeforeher,ahulkingblackshapeshroudedinthenight,hiddenfromhereyes.Sansacouldhearhisraggedbreathing.Shewassadforhim,sherealized.Somehow,thefearhadgoneaway.

           Thesilencewentonandon,solongthatshebegantogrowafraidoncemore,butshewasafraidforhimnow,notforherself.Shefoundhismassiveshoulderwithherhand."Hewasnotrueknight,"shewhisperedtohim.

           TheHoundthrewbackhisheadandroared.Sansastumbledback,awayfromhim,buthecaughtherarm."No,"hegrowledather,"no,littlebird,hewasnotrueknight."

           Therestofthewayintothecity,SandorCleganesaidnotaword.Heledhertowherethecartswerewaiting,toldadrivertotakethembacktotheRedKeep,andclimbedinafterher.TheyrodeinsilencethroughtheKing’sGateanduptorchlitcitystreets.Heopenedtheposterndoorandledherintothecastle,hisburnedfacetwitchingandhiseyesbrooding,andhewasonestepbehindherastheyclimbedthetowerstairs.Hetookhersafeallthewaytothecorridoroutsideherbedchamber.

           "Thankyou,mylord,"Sansasaidmeekly.

           TheHoundcaughtherbythearmandleanedclose."ThethingsItoldyoutonight,"hesaid,hisvoicesoundingevenrougherthanusual."IfyouevertellJoffrey...yoursister,yourfather...anyofthem..."

           "Iwon’t,"Sansawhispered."Ipromise."

           Itwasnotenough."Ifyouevertellanyone,"hefinished,"I’llkillyou."

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