Jon

           ThemarewhickeredsoftlyasJonSnowtightenedthecinch."Easy,sweetlady,"hesaidinasoftvoice,quietingherwithatouch.Windwhisperedthroughthestable,acolddeadbreathonhisface,butJonpaiditnomind.Hestrappedhisrolltothesaddle,hisscarredfingersstiffandclumsy."Ghost,"hecalledsoftly,"tome."Andthewolfwasthere,eyeslikeembers.

           "Jon,please.Youmustnotdothis."

           Hemounted,thereinsinhishand,andwheeledthehorsearoundtofacethenight.SamwellTarlystoodinthestabledoor,afullmoonpeeringoverhisshoulder.Hethrewagiant’sshadow,immenseandblack."Getoutofmyway,Sam."

           "Jon,youcan’t,"Samsaid."Iwon’tletyou."

           "Iwouldsoonernothurtyou,"Jontoldhim."Moveaside,Sam,orI’llrideyoudown."

           "Youwon’t.Youhavetolistentome.Please..."

           Jonputhisspurstohorseflesh,andthemareboltedforthedoor.ForaninstantSamstoodhisground,hisfaceasroundandpaleasthemoonbehindhim,hismouthawideningOofsurprise.Atthelastmoment,whentheywerealmostonhim,hejumpedasideasJonhadknownhewould,stumbled,andfell.Themareleaptoverhim,outintothenight.

           Jonraisedthehoodofhisheavycloakandgavethehorseherhead.CastleBlackwassilentandstillasherodeout,withGhostracingathisside.MenwatchedfromtheWallbehindhim,heknew,buttheireyeswereturnednorth,notsouth.Noonewouldseehimgo,noonebutSamTarly,strugglingbacktohisfeetinthedustoftheoldstables.

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