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Arya

           IfoneHandcandie,whynotasecond?Aryafelttearsinhereyes.Sheheldherbreathtolisten.Sheheardthesoundsoffighting,shouts,screams,theclangofsteelonsteel,comingthroughthewindowsoftheToweroftheHand.

           Shecouldnotgoback.Herfather...

           Aryaclosedhereyes.Foramomentshewastoofrightenedtomove.TheyhadkilledJoryandWylandHeward,andthatguardsmanonthestep,whoeverhehadbeen.Theycouldkillherfathertoo,andheriftheycaughther."Fearcutsdeeperthanswords,"shesaidaloud,butitwasnogoodpretendingtobeawaterdancer,Syriohadbeenawaterdancerandthewhiteknighthadprobablykilledhim,andanyhowshewasonlyalittlegirlwithawoodenstick,aloneandafraid.

           Shesquirmedoutintotheyard,glancingaroundwarilyassheclimbedtoherfeet.Thecastleseemeddeserted.TheRedKeepwasneverdeserted.Allthepeoplemustbehidinginside,theirdoorsbarred.Aryaglanceduplonginglyatherbedchamber,thenmovedawayfromtheToweroftheHand,keepingclosetothewallassheslidfromshadowtoshadow.Shepretendedshewaschasingcats...exceptshewasthecatnow,andiftheycaughther,theywouldkillher.

           Movingbetweenbuildingsandoverwalls,keepingstonetoherbackwhereverpossiblesonoonecouldsurpriseher,Aryareachedthestablesalmostwithoutincident.Adozengoldcloaksinmailandplateranpastasshewasedgingacrosstheinnerbailey,butwithoutknowingwhosesidetheywereon,shehuncheddownlowintheshadowsandletthempass.

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