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Bran

           Withhislegsunabletogrip,theswayingmotionofthehorsemadeBranfeelunsteadyatfirst,butthehugesaddlewithitsthickhornandhighbackcradledhimcomfortingly,andthestrapsaroundhischestandthighswouldnotallowhimtofall.Afteratimetherhythmbegantofeelalmostnatural.Hisanxietyfaded,andatremuloussmilecreptacrosshisface.

           TwoservingwenchesstoodbeneaththesignoftheSmokingLog,thelocalalehouse.WhenTheonGreyjoycalledouttothem,theyoungergirlturnedredandcoveredherface.TheonspurredhismounttomoveupbesideRobb."SweetKyra,"hesaidwithalaugh."Shesquirmslikeaweaselinbed,butsayawordtoheronthestreet,andsheblushespinkasamaid.DidIevertellyouaboutthenightthatsheandBessa"

           "Notwheremybrothercanhear,Theon,"RobbwarnedhimwithaglanceatBran.

           Branlookedawayandpretendednottohaveheard,buthecouldfeelGreyjoy’seyesonhim.Nodoubthewassmiling.Hesmiledalot,asiftheworldwereasecretjokethatonlyhewascleverenoughtounderstand.RobbseemedtoadmireTheonandenjoyhiscompany,butBranhadneverwarmedtohisfather’sward.

           Robbrodecloser."Youaredoingwell,Bran."

           "Iwanttogofaster,"Branreplied.

           Robbsmiled."Asyouwill."Hesenthisgeldingintoatrot.Thewolvesracedafterhim.Bransnappedthereinssharply,andDancerpickedupherpace.HeheardashoutfromTheonGreyjoy,andthehoofbeatsoftheotherhorsesbehindhim.

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