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Catelyn

           "Myhomeisatmyback,"hesaidgruffly.

           "Yourhomeisinmyheart,"Catelyntoldhim."Takeoffyourhelm.Iwouldlookonyourfaceagain."

           "Theyearshavenotimprovedit,Ifear,"BryndenTullysaid,butwhenheliftedoffthehelm,Catelynsawthathelied.Hisfeatureswerelinedandweathered,andtimehadstolentheauburnfromhishairandlefthimonlygrey,butthesmilewasthesame,andthebushyeyebrowsfatascaterpillars,andthelaughterinhisdeepblueeyes."DidLysaknowyouwerecoming?"

           "Therewasnotimetosendwordahead,"Catelyntoldhim.Theotherswerecomingupbehindher."Ifearweridebeforethestorm,Uncle."

           "MayweentertheVale?"SerDonnelasked.TheWaynwoodswereeveronesforceremony.

           "InthenameofRobertArryn,LordoftheEyrie,DefenderoftheVale,TrueWardenoftheEast,Ibidyouenterfreely,andchargeyoutokeephispeace,"SerBryndenreplied."Come."

           Andsosherodebehindhim,beneaththeshadowoftheBloodyGatewhereadozenarmieshaddashedthemselvestopiecesintheAgeofHeroes.Onthefarsideofthestoneworks,themountainsopenedupsuddenlyuponavistaofgreenfields,bluesky,andsnowcappedmountainsthattookherbreathaway.TheValeofArrynbathedinthemorninglight.

           Itstretchedbeforethemtothemistycast,atranquillandofrichblacksoil,wideslow-movingrivers,andhundredsofsmalllakesthatshonelikemirrorsinthesun,protectedonallsidesbyitsshelteringpeaks.

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