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Jon

           Whenhewassettledcomfortably,Chettcoveredhislegswithafurandwenttostandbythedoor.

           "Iamsorrytohavewokenyou,Maester,"JonSnowsaid.

           "Youdidnotwakeme,"MaesterAemonreplied."IfindIneedlesssleepasIgrowolder,andIamgrownveryold.Ioftenspendhalfthenightwithghosts,rememberingtimesfiftyyearspastasiftheywereyesterday.Themysteryofamidnightvisitorisawelcomepersion.Sotellme,JonSnow,whyhaveyoucomecallingatthisstrangehour?"

           "ToaskthatSamwellTarlybetakenfromtrainingandacceptedasabrotheroftheNight’sWatch."

           "ThisisnoconcernofMaesterAemon,"Chettcomplained.

           "OurLordCommanderhasgiventhetrainingofrecruitsintothehandsofSerAlliserThorne,"themaestersaidgently."Onlyhemaysaywhenaboyisreadytoswearhisvow,asyousurelyknow.Whythencometome?"

           "TheLordCommanderlistenstoyou,"Jontoldhim."AndthewoundedandthesickoftheNight’sWatchareinyourcharge."

           "AndisyourfriendSamwellwoundedorsick?"

           "Hewillbe,"Jonpromised,"unlessyouhelp."

           Hetoldthemallofit,eventhepartwherehe’dsetGhostatRast’sthroat.MaesterAemonlistenedsilently,blindeyesfixedonthefire,butChett’sfacedarkenedwitheachword."Withoutustokeephimsafe,Samwillhavenochance,"Jonfinished."He’shopelesswithasword.MysisterAryacouldtearhimapart,andshe’snotyetten.IfSerAllisermakeshimfight,it’sonlyamatteroftimebeforehe’shurtorkilled."

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