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Arya

           "Isays,come."Hegrabbedherarm,hard.

           EverythingSyrioForelhadevertaughthervanishedinaheartbeat.Inthatinstantofsuddenterror,theonlylessonAryacouldrememberwastheoneJonSnowhadgivenher,theveryfirst.

           Shestuckhimwiththepointyend,drivingthebladeupwardwithawild,hystericalstrength.

           Needlewentthroughhisleatherjerkinandthewhitefleshofhisbellyandcameoutbetweenhisshoulderblades.Theboydroppedthepitchforkandmadeasoftnoise,somethingbetweenagaspandasigh.Hishandsclosedaroundtheblade."Oh,gods,"hemoaned,ashisundertunicbegantoredden."Takeitout."

           Whenshetookitout,hedied.

           Thehorseswerescreaming.Aryastoodoverthebody,stillandfrightenedinthefaceofdeath.Bloodhadgushedfromtheboy’smouthashecollapsed,andmorewasseepingfromtheslitinhisbelly,poolingbeneathhisbody.Hispalmswerecutwherehe’dgrabbedattheblade.Shebackedawayslowly,Needleredinherhand.Shehadtogetaway,someplacefarfromhere,someplacesafeawayfromthestableboy’saccusingeyes.

           Shesnatchedupthebridleandharnessagainandrantohermare,butassheliftedthesaddletothehorse’sback,Aryarealizedwithasuddensickdreadthatthecastlegateswouldbeclosed.Eventheposterndoorswouldlikelybeguarded.Maybetheguardswouldn’trecognizeher.Iftheythoughtshewasaboy,perhapsthey’dlether...no,they’dhaveordersnottoletanyoneout,itwouldn’tmatterwhethertheyknewherornot.

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