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Catelyn

           SherantotheVale,stealingawayfromtheRedKeeplikeathiefinthenight,andalltosnatchhersonoutofthelion’smouth...andnowyouhavebroughttheliontoherdoor."

           "Inchains,"Catelynsaid.Acrevasseyawnedonherright,fallingawayintodarkness.Shereinedupherhorseandpickedherwayalongstepbycarefulstep.

           "Oh?"Heruncleglancedback,towhereTyrionLannisterwasmakinghisslowdescentbehindthem."Iseeanaxeonhissaddle,adirkathisbelt,andasellswordthattrailsafterhimlikeahungryshadow.Wherearethechains,sweetone?"

           Catelynshifteduneasilyinherseat."Thedwarfishere,andnotbychoice.Chainsorno,heismyprisoner.LysawillwanthimtoanswerforhiscrimesnolessthanI.ItwasherownlordhusbandtheLannistersmurdered,andherownletterthatfirstwarnedusagainstthem."

           BryndenBlackfishgaveherawearysmile."Ihopeyouareright,child,"hesighed,intonesthatsaidshewaswrong.

           Thesunwaswelltothewestbythetimetheslopebegantoflattenbeneaththehoovesoftheirhorses.Theroadwidenedandgrewstraight,andforthefirsttimeCatelynnoticedwildflowersandgrassesgrowing.Oncetheyreachedthevalleyfloor,thegoingwasfasterandtheymadegoodtime,canteringthroughverdantgreenwoodsandsleepylittlehamlets,pastorchardsandgoldenwheatfields,splashingacrossadozensunlitstreams.

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