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Eddard

           Thelastfortnightoftheirjourneyhadbeenamisery.SansablamedAryaandtoldherthatitshouldhavebeenNymeriawhodied.AndAryawaslostaftersheheardwhathadhappenedtoherbutcher’sboy.Sansacriedherselftosleep,Aryabroodedsilentlyalldaylong,andEddardStarkdreamedofafrozenhellreservedfortheStarksofWinterfell.

           Hecrossedtheouteryard,passedunderaportcullisintotheinnerbailey,andwaswalkingtowardwhathethoughtwastheToweroftheHandwhenLittlefingerappearedinfrontofhim."You’regoingthewrongway,Stark.Comewithme."

           Hesitantly,Nedfollowed.Littlefingerledhimintoatower,downastair,acrossasmallsunkencourtyard,andalongadesertedcorridorwhereemptysuitsofarmorstoodsentinelalongthewalls.TheywererelicsoftheTargaryens,blacksteelwithdragonscalescrestingtheirhelms,nowdustyandforgotten."Thisisnotthewaytomychambers,"Nedsaid.

           "DidIsayitwas?I’mleadingyoutothedungeonstoslityourthroatandsealyourcorpseupbehindawall,"Littlefingerreplied,hisvoicedrippingwithsarcasm."Wehavenotimeforthis,Stark.Yourwifeawaits."

           "Whatgameareyouplaying,Littlefinger?CatelynisatWinterfell,hundredsofleaguesfromhere."

           "Oh?"Littlefinger’sgrey-greeneyesglitteredwithamusement."Thenitappearssomeonehasmanagedanastonishingimpersonation.Forthelasttime,come.Ordon’tcome,andI’llkeepherformyself."Hehurrieddownthesteps.

           Nedfollowedhimwarily,wonderingifthisdaywouldeverend.

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