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Arya

           Buttherewasanotherwayoutofthecastle...

           ThesaddleslippedfromArya’sfingersandfelltothedirtwithathumpandapuffofdust.Couldshefindtheroomwiththemonstersagain?Shewasn’tcertain,yetsheknewshehadtotry.

           Shefoundtheclothingshe’dgatheredandslippedintothecloak,concealingNeedlebeneathitsfolds.Therestofherthingsshetiedinaroll.Withthebundleunderherarm,shecrepttothefarendofthestable.Unlatchingthebackdoor,shepeekedoutanxiously.Shecouldhearthedistantsoundofswordplay,andtheshiverywailofamanscreaminginpainacrossthebailey.Shewouldneedtogodowntheserpentinesteps,pastthesmallkitchenandthepigyard,thatwashowshe’dgonelasttime,chasingtheblacktomcat...onlythatwouldtakeherrightpastthebarracksofthegoldcloaks.Shecouldn’tgothatway.Aryatriedtothinkofanotherway.Ifshecrossedtotheothersideofthecastle,shecouldcreepalongtheriverwallandthroughthelittlegodswood...butfirstshe’dhavetocrosstheyard,intheplainviewoftheguardsonthewalls.

           Shehadneverseensomanymenonthewalls.Goldcloaks,mostofthem,armedwithspears.Someofthemknewherbysight.Whatwouldtheydoiftheysawherrunningacrosstheyard?She’dlooksosmallfromupthere,wouldtheybeabletotellwhoshewas?Wouldtheycare?

           Shehadtoleavenow,shetoldherself,butwhenthemomentcame,shewastoofrightenedtomove.

           Calmasstillwater,asmallvoicewhisperedinherear.

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