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Bran

           Herippedatthemeatwithhisteeth,crackedtheribstosuckoutthemarrowfromthebones,andshruggedatthementionofJonSnow."SerAlliser’sbane,"hegrunted,andtwoofhiscompanionssharedalaughthatBrandidnotunderstand.ButwhenRobbaskedfornewsoftheiruncleBenjen,theblackbrothersgrewominouslyquiet.

           "Whatisit?"Branasked.

           Yorenwipedhisfingersonhisvest."There’shardnews,m’lords,andacruelwaytopayyouforyourmeatandmead,butthemanasasksthequestionmustbeartheanswer.Stark’sgone."

           Oneoftheothermensaid,"TheOldBearsenthimouttolookforWaymarRoyce,andhe’slatereturning,mylord."

           "Toolong,"Yorensaid."Mostlikehe’sdead."

           "Myuncleisnotdead,"RobbStarksaidloudly,angerinhistones.Herosefromthebenchandlaidhishandonthehiltofhissword."Doyouhearme?Myuncleisnotdead!"Hisvoicerangagainstthestonewalls,andBranwassuddenlyafraid.

           Oldsour-smellingYorenlookedupatRobb,unimpressed."Whateveryousay,m’lord,"hesaid.Hesuckedatapieceofmeatbetweenhisteeth.

           Theyoungestoftheblackbrothersshifteduncomfortablyinhisseat."There’snotamanontheWallknowsthehauntedforestbetterthanBenjenStark.He’llfindhiswayback."

           "Well,"saidYoren,"maybehewillandmaybehewon’t.Goodmenhavegoneintothosewoodsbefore,andnevercomeout."

           AllBrancouldthinkofwasOldNan’sstoryoftheOthersandthelasthero,houndedthroughthewhitewoodsbydeadmenandspidersbigashounds.

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