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Eddard

           "YourGrace,"NedStarksaid,"wemusttalk..."

           Robertpressedhisfingertipsagainsthistemples."Iamsickuntodeathoftalk.OnthemorrowI’mgoingtothekingswoodtohunt.WhateveryouhavetosaycanwaituntilIreturn."

           "Ifthegodsaregood,Ishallnotbehereonyourreturn.YoucommandedmetoreturntoWinterfell,remember?"

           Robertstoodup,graspingoneofthebedpoststosteadyhimself."Thegodsareseldomgood,Ned.Here,thisisyours."Hepulledtheheavysilverhandclaspfromapocketintheliningofhiscloakandtosseditonthebed."Likeitornot,youaremyHand,damnyou.Iforbidyoutoleave."

           Nedpickedupthesilverclasp.Hewasbeinggivennochoice,itseemed.Hislegthrobbed,andhefeltashelplessasachild."TheTargaryengirl"

           Thekinggroaned."Sevenhells,don’tstartwithheragain.That’sdone,I’llhearnomoreofit."

           "WhywouldyouwantmeasyourHand,ifyourefusetolistentomycounsel?"

           "Why?"Robertlaughed."Whynot?Someonehastorulethisdamnablekingdom.Putonthebadge,Ned.Itsuitsyou.Andifyoueverthrowitinmyfaceagain,Isweartoyou,I’llpinthedamnedthingonJaimeLannister."

           

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