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Eddard

           TheroyalapartmentswereinMaegor’sHoldfast,amassivesquarefortressthatnestledintheheartoftheRedKeepbehindwallstwelvefeetthickandadrymoatlinedwithironspikes,acastle-within-a-castle.SerBorosBlountguardedthefarendofthebridge,whitesteelarmorghostlyinthemoonlight.Within,NedpassedtwootherknightsoftheKingsguard;SerPrestonGreenfieldstoodatthebottomofthesteps,andSerBarristanSelmywaitedatthedooroftheking’sbedchamber.Threemeninwhitecloaks,hethought,remembering,andastrangechillwentthroughhim.SerBarristan’sfacewasaspaleashisarmor.Nedhadonlytolookathimtoknowthatsomethingwasdreadfullywrong.Theroyalstewardopenedthedoor."LordEddardStark,theHandoftheKing,"heannounced.

           "Bringhimhere,"Robert’svoicecalled,strangelythick.

           Firesblazedinthetwinhearthsateitherendofthebedchamber,fillingtheroomwithasullenredglare.Theheatwithinwassuffocating.Robertlayacrossthecanopiedbed.AtthebedsidehoveredGrandMaesterPycelle,whileLordRenlypacedrestlesslybeforetheshutteredwindows.Servantsmovedbackandforth,feedinglogstothefireandboilingwine.CerseiLannistersatontheedgeofthebedbesideherhusband.Herhairwastousled,asiffromsleep,buttherewasnothingsleepyinhereyes.TheyfollowedNedasTomardandCaynhelpedhimcrosstheroom.Heseemedtomoveveryslowly,asifhewerestilldreaming.

           Thekingstillworehisboots.

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