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Catelyn

           Athousandyearsofhumuslaythickuponthegodswoodfloor,swallowingthesoundofherfeet,buttheredeyesoftheweirwoodseemedtofollowherasshecame. "Ned,"shecalledsoftly. 

           Heliftedhisheadtolookather."Catelyn,"hesaid.Hisvoicewasdistantandformal. "Wherearethechildren?" 

           Hewouldalwaysaskherthat. "Inthekitchen,arguingaboutnamesforthewolfpups." Shespreadhercloakontheforestfloorandsatbesidethepool,herbacktotheweirwood. Shecouldfeeltheeyeswatchingher,butshedidherbesttoignorethem. "Aryaisalreadyinlove,andSansaischarmedandgracious,butRickonisnotquitesure." 

           "Isheafraid? "Nedasked. 

           "Alittle,"sheadmitted. "Heisonlythree." 

           Nedfrowned. "Hemustlearntofacehisfears. Hewillnotbethreeforever. Andwinteriscoming." 

           "Yes,"Catelynagreed. Thewordsgaveherachill,astheyalwaysdid. TheStarkwords. Everynoblehousehaditswords. Familymottoes,touchstones,prayersofsorts,theyboastedofhonorandglory,promisedloyaltyandtruth,sworefaithandcourage. AllbuttheStarks. Winteriscoming,saidtheStarkwords.Notforthefirsttime,shereflectedonwhatastrangepeoplethesenorthernerswere. 

           "Themandiedwell,I’llgivehimthat,"Nedsaid. Hehadaswatchofoiledleatherinonehand.Heranitlightlyupthegreatswordashespoke,polishingthemetaltoadarkglow. "IwasgladforBran’ssake.YouwouldhavebeenproudofBran." 

           "IamalwaysproudofBran,"Catelynreplied,watchingtheswordashestrokedit. 

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