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Bran

           Joryrodeupbesidethem. "Trouble,mylord?" 

           "Beyondadoubt,"hislordfathersaid. "Come,letusseewhatmischiefmysonshaverootedoutnow." Hesenthishorseintoatrot.JoryandBranandtherestcameafter. 

           TheyfoundRobbontheriverbanknorthofthebridge,withJonstillmountedbesidehim. Thelatesummersnowshadbeenheavythismoonturn. Robbstoodknee-deepinwhite,hishoodpulledbacksothesunshoneinhishair. Hewascradlingsomethinginhisarm,whiletheboystalkedinhushed,excitedvoices. 

           Theriderspickedtheirwaycarefullythroughthedrifts,gropingforsolidfootingonthehidden,unevenground. JoryCasselandTheonGreyjoywerethefirsttoreachtheboys. Greyjoywaslaughingandjokingasherode.Branheardthebreathgooutofhim. "Gods!"heexclaimed,strugglingtokeepcontrolofhishorseashereachedforhissword. 

           Jory’sswordwasalreadyout. "Robb,getawayfromit!"hecalledashishorserearedunderhim. 

           Robbgrinnedandlookedupfromthebundleinhisarms. "Shecan’thurtyou,"hesaid. "She’sdead,Jory." 

           Branwasafirewithcuriositybythen. Hewouldhavespurredtheponyfaster,buthisfathermadethemdismountbesidethebridgeandapproachonfoot. Branjumpedoffandran. 

           BythenJon,Jory,andTheonGreyjoyhadalldismountedaswell. "Whatinthesevenhellsisit?"Greyjoywassaying. 

           "Awolf,"Robbtoldhim. 

           "Afreak,"Greyjoysaid."Lookatthesizeofit." 

           Bran’sheartwasthumpinginhischestashepushedthroughawaist-highdrifttohisbrothers’side. 

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