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Catelyn

           Hismockingtoneandeasymannermadeherangry."Arrogance,somemightcallit.Arroganceandavariceandlustforpower."

           "Mybrotherisundoubtedlyarrogant,"TyrionLannisterreplied."Myfatheristhesoulofavarice,andmysweetsisterCerseilustsforpowerwitheverywakingbreath.I,however,aminnocentasalittlelamb.ShallIbleatforyou?"Hegrinned.

           Thedrawbridgecamecreakingdownbeforeshecouldreply,andtheyheardthesoundofoiledchainsastheportculliswasdrawnup.Men-at-armscarriedburningbrandsouttolighttheirway,andheruncleledthemacrossthemoat.LordNestorRoyce,HighStewardoftheValeandKeeperoftheGatesoftheMoon,waswaitingintheyardtogreetthem,surroundedbyhisknights."LadyStark,"hesaid,bowing.Hewasamassive,barrel-chestedman,andhisbowwasclumsy.

           Catelyndismountedtostandbeforehim."LordNestor,"shesaid.Sheknewthemanonlybyreputation;BronzeYohn’scousin,fromalesserbranchofHouseRoyce,yetstillaformidablelordinhisownright."Wehavehadalongandtiringjourney.Iwouldbegthehospitalityofyourrooftonight,ifImight."

           "Myroofisyours,mylady,"LordNestorreturnedgruffly,"butyoursistertheLadyLysahassentdownwordfromtheEyrie.Shewishestoseeyouatonce.Therestofyourpartywillbehousedhereandsentupatfirstlight."

           Heruncleswungoffhishorse."Whatmadnessisthis?"hesaidbluntly.BryndenTullyhadneverbeenamantoblunttheedgeofhiswords.

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