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Arya

           Itmusthavebeenknockeddowninthefightordroppedasitwasbeingloaded.Thewoodhadsplit,thelidopeningtospillthechest’scontentsacrosstheground.Aryarecognizedsilksandsatinsandvelvetssheneverwore.Shemightneedwarmclothesonthekingsroad,though...andbesides...

           Aryakneltinthedirtamongthescatteredclothes.Shefoundaheavywoolencloak,avelvetskirtandasilktunicandsomesmallclothes,adresshermotherhadembroideredforher,asilverbabybraceletshemightsell.Shovingthebrokenlidoutoftheway,shegropedinsidethechestforNeedle.Shehadhiddenitwaydownatthebottom,undereverything,butherstuffhadallbeenjumbledaroundwhenthechestwasdropped.ForamomentAryawasafraidsomeonehadfoundtheswordandstolenit.Thenherfingersfeltthehardnessofmetalunderasatingown.

           "Theresheis,"avoicehissedclosebehindher.

           Startled,Aryawhirled.Astableboystoodbehindher,asmirkonhisface,hisfilthywhiteundertunicpeekingoutfrombeneathasoiledjerkin.Hisbootswerecoveredwithmanure,andhehadapitchforkinonehand."Whoareyou?"sheasked.

           "Shedon’tknowme,"hesaid,"butIknowsher,oh,yes.Thewolfgirl."

           "Helpmesaddleahorse,"Aryapleaded,reachingbackintothechest,gropingforNeedle."Myfather’stheHandoftheKing,he’llrewardyou."

           "Father’sdead,"theboysaid.Heshuffledtowardher."It’sthequeenwho’llberewardingme.Comehere,girl."

           "Stayaway!"HerfingersclosedaroundNeedle’shilt.

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