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Bran

           "Theboycannotusehislegstocommandtheanimal,soyoumustshapethehorsetotherider,teachittorespondtothereins,tothevoice.Iwouldbeginwithanunbrokenyearling,withnooldtrainingtobeunlearned."Hedrewarolledpaperfromhisbelt."Givethistoyoursaddler.Hewillprovidetherest."

           MaesterLuwintookthepaperfromthedwarfshand,curiousasasmallgreysquirrel.Heunrolledit,studiedit."Isee.Youdrawnicely,mylord.Yes,thisoughttowork.Ishouldhavethoughtofthismyself."

           "Itcameeasiertome,Maester.Itisnotterriblyunlikemyownsaddles."

           "WillItrulybeabletoride?"Branasked.Hewantedtobelievethem,buthewasafraid.Perhapsitwasjustanotherlie.Thecrowhadpromisedhimthathecouldfly.

           "Youwill,"thedwarftoldhim."AndIsweartoyou,boy,onhorsebackyouwillbeastallasanyofthem."

           RobbStarkseemedpuzzled."Isthissometrap,Lannister?What’sBrantoyou?Whyshouldyouwanttohelphim?"

           "YourbrotherJonaskeditofme.AndIhaveatenderspotinmyheartforcripplesandbastardsandbrokenthings."TyrionLannisterplacedahandoverhisheartandgrinned.

           Thedoortotheyardflewopen.SunlightcamestreamingacrossthehallasRickonburstin,breathless.Thedirewolveswerewithhim.Theboystoppedbythedoor,wide-eyed,butthewolvescameon.TheireyesfoundLannister,orperhapstheycaughthisscent.Summerbegantogrowlfirst.GreyWindpickeditup.Theypaddedtowardthelittleman,onefromtherightandonefromtheleft.

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