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Arya

           Aryalistenedatthedooruntilsheheardthesoundofthesepta’srecedingfootsteps.

           Shewentbacktothewindow,Needleinhand,andlookeddownintothecourtyardbelow.IfonlyshecouldclimblikeBran,shethought;shewouldgooutthewindowanddownthetower,runawayfromthishorribleplace,awayfromSansaandSeptaMordaneandPrinceJoffrey,fromallofthem.Stealsomefoodfromthekitchens,takeNeedleandhergoodbootsandawarmcloak.ShecouldfindNymeriainthewildwoodsbelowtheTrident,andtogetherthey’dreturntoWinterfell,orruntoJonontheWall.ShefoundherselfwishingthatJonwasherewithhernow.Thenmaybeshewouldn’tfeelsoalone.

           AsoftknockatthedoorbehindherturnedAryaawayfromthewindowandherdreamsofescape."Arya,"herfather’svoicecalledout."Openthedoor.Weneedtotalk."

           Aryacrossedtheroomandliftedthecrossbar.Fatherwasalone.Heseemedmoresadthanangry.ThatmadeAryafeelevenworse."MayIcomein?"Aryanodded,thendroppedhereyes,ashamed.Fatherclosedthedoor."Whoseswordisthat?"

           "Mine."AryahadalmostforgottenNeedle,inherhand.

           "Giveittome."

           ReluctantlyAryasurrenderedhersword,wonderingifshewouldeverholditagain.Herfatherturneditinthelight,examiningbothsidesoftheblade.Hetestedthepointwithhisthumb."Abravo’sblade,"hesaid."YetitseemstomethatIknowthismaker’smark.ThisisMikken’swork."

           Aryacouldnotlietohim.Sheloweredhereyes.

           LordEddardStarksighed.

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