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Bran

           Thebaldmantookholdofhishairwithhisfreehandandtwisteditcruelly,tillBransobbedinpain."Youshutyourmouth,cripple,youhearme?"Hetwistedharder."Youhearme?"

           Alowthrumcamefromthewoodsbehindthem.Stivgaveachokedgaspasahalffootofrazor-tippedbroadheadsuddenlyexplodedoutofhischest.Thearrowwasbrightred,asifithadbeenpaintedinblood.

           ThedaggerfellawayfromBran’sthroat.Thebigmanswayedandcollapsed,facedowninthestream.Thearrowbrokebeneathhim.Branwatchedhislifegoswirlingoffinthewater.

           OshaglancedaroundasFather’sguardsmenappearedfrombeneaththetrees,steelinhand.Shethrewdownherspear."Mercy,m’lord,"shecalledtoRobb.

           Theguardsmenhadastrange,palelooktotheirfacesastheytookinthesceneofslaughter.Theyeyedthewolvesuncertainly,andwhenSummerreturnedtoHali’scorpsetofeed,Josethdroppedhisknifeandscrambledforthebush,heaving.EvenMaesterLuwinseemedshockedashesteppedfrombehindatree,butonlyforaninstant.ThenheshookhisheadandwadedacrossthestreamtoBran’sside."Areyouhurt?"

           "Hecutmyleg,"Bransaid,"butIcouldn’tfeelit."

           Asthemaesterknelttoexaminethewound,Branturnedhishead.TheonGreyjoystoodbesideasentineltree,hisbowinhand.Hewassmiling.Eversmiling.Ahalf-dozenarrowswerethrustintothesoftgroundathisfeet,butithadtakenonlyone."Adeadenemyisathingofbeauty,"heannounced.

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