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Catelyn

           Yourplaceishere."Agustofchildishlaughterdriftedthroughtheopendoorsbehindhim,andheruncleglanceddarklyoverhisshoulder."Well,ItoldhershecouldbloodywellfindherselfanewKnightoftheGate.Blackfishorno,IamstillaTully.IshallleaveforRiverrunbyevenfall."

           Catelyncouldnotpretendtosurprise."Alone?YouknowaswellasIthatyouwillneversurvivethehighroad.SerRodrikandIarereturningtoWinterfell.Comewithus,Uncle.Iwillgiveyouyourthousandmen.Riverrunwillnotfightalone."

           Bryndenthoughtamoment,thennoddedabrusqueagreement."Asyousay.It’sthelongwayhome,butI’mmoreliketogetthere.I’llwaitforyoubelow."Hewentstridingoff,hiscloakswirlingbehindhim.

           CatelynexchangedalookwithSerRodrik.Theywentthroughthedoorstothehigh,nervoussoundofachild’sgiggles.

           Lysa’sapartmentsopenedoverasmallgarden,acircleofdirtandgrassplantedwithblueflowersandringedonallsidesbytallwhitetowers.Thebuildershadintendeditasagodswood,buttheEyrierestedonthehardstoneofthemountain,andnomatterhowmuchsoilwashauledupfromtheVale,theycouldnotgetaweirwoodtotakeroothere.SotheLordsoftheEyrieplantedgrassandscatteredstatuaryamidstlow,floweringshrubs.Itwastherethetwochampionswouldmeettoplacetheirlives,andthatofTyrionLannister,intothehandsofthegods.

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