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Eddard

           Nedwenttothewindowandunfastenedtheheavyshutterstoletinthecoolnightair.AcrosstheGreatYard,henoticedtheflickeringglowofcandlelightfromLittlefinger’swindows.Thehourwaswellpastmidnight.Downbytheriver,therevelswereonlynowbeginningtodwindleanddie.

           Hetookoutthedaggerandstudiedit.Littlefinger’sblade,wonbyTyrionLannisterinatourneywager,senttoslayBraninhissleep.Why?WhywouldthedwarfwantBrandead?WhywouldanyonewantBrandead?

           Thedagger,Bran’sfall,allofitwaslinkedsomehowtothemurderofJonArryn,hecouldfeelitinhisgut,butthetruthofJon’sdeathremainedascloudedtohimaswhenhehadstarted.LordStannishadnotreturnedtoKing’sLandingforthetourney.LysaArrynheldhersilencebehindthehighwallsoftheEyrie.Thesquirewasdead,andJorywasstillsearchingthewhorehouses.WhatdidhehavebutRobert’sbastard?

           Thatthearmorer’ssullenapprenticewastheking’sson,Nedhadnodoubt.TheBaratheonlookwasstampedonhisface,inhisjaw,hiseyes,thatblackhair.Renlywastooyoungtohavefatheredaboyofthatage,Stannistoocoldandproudinhishonor.GendryhadtobeRobert’s.

           Yetknowingallthat,whathadhelearned?ThekinghadotherbasebornchildrenscatteredthroughouttheSevenKingdoms.Hehadopenlyacknowledgedoneofhisbastards,aboyofBran’sagewhosemotherwashighborn.TheladwasbeingfosteredbyLordRenly’scastellanatStorm’sEnd.

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