Catelyn

           ItseemedathousandyearsagothatCatelynStarkhadcarriedherinfantsonoutofRiverrun,crossingtheTumblestoneinasmallboattobegintheirjourneynorthtoWinterfell.AnditwasacrosstheTumblestonethattheycamehomenow,thoughtheboyworeplateandmailinplaceofswaddlingclothes.

           RobbsatinthebowwithGreyWind,hishandrestingonhisdirewolfsheadastherowerspulledattheiroars.TheonGreyjoywaswithhim.HeruncleBryndenwouldcomebehindinthesecondboat,withtheGreatjonandLordKarstark.

           Catelyntookaplacetowardthestern.TheyshotdowntheTumblestone,lettingthestrongcurrentpushthempasttheloomingWheelTower.ThesplashandrumbleofthegreatwaterwheelwithinwasasoundfromhergirlhoodthatbroughtasadsmiletoCatelyn’sface.Fromthesandstonewallsofthecastle,soldiersandservantsshouteddownhername,andRobb’s,and"Winterfell!"FromeveryrampartwavedthebannerofHouseTully:aleapingtrout,silver,againstaripplingblue-and-redfield.Itwasastirringsight,yetitdidnotliftherheart.Shewonderedifindeedherheartwouldeverliftagain.Oh,Ned...

           BelowtheWheelTower,theymadeawideturnandknifedthroughthechurningwater.Themenputtheirbacksintoit.ThewidearchoftheWaterGatecameintoview,andsheheardthecreakofheavychainsasthegreatironportculliswaswinchedupward.Itroseslowlyastheyapproached,andCatelynsawthatthelowerhalfofitwasredwithrust.

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