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Catelyn

           Theirbannerboretwintowers,darkblueonafieldofpalesilver-grey.SerStevronFrey,LordWalder’sheir,spokeforthem.TheFreysalllookedlikeweasels;SerStevron,pastsixtywithgrandchildrenofhisown,lookedlikeanespeciallyoldandtiredweasel,yethewaspoliteenough."Mylordfatherhassentmetogreetyou,andinquireastowholeadsthismightyhost."

           "Ido."Robbspurredhishorseforward.Hewasinhisarmor,withthedirewolfshieldofWinterfellstrappedtohissaddleandGreyWindpaddingbyhisside.

           Theoldknightlookedathersonwithafaintflickerofamusementinhiswaterygreyeyes,thoughhisgeldingwhickereduneasilyandsidledawayfromthedirewolf."Mylordfatherwouldbemosthonoredifyouwouldsharemeatandmeadwithhiminthecastleandexplainyourpurposehere."

           Hiswordscrashedamongthelordsbannermenlikeagreatstonefromacatapult.Notoneofthemapproved.Theycursed,argued,shouteddowneachother.

           "Youmustnotdothis,mylord,"GalbartGloverpleadedwithRobb."LordWalderisnottobetrusted."

           RooseBoltonnodded."Gointherealoneandyou’rehis.HecansellyoutotheLannisters,throwyouinadungeon,orslityourthroat,ashelikes."

           "Ifhewantstotalktous,lethimopenhisgates,andwewillallsharehismeatandmead,"declaredSerWendelManderly.

           "OrlethimcomeoutandtreatwithRobbhere,inplainsightofhismenandours,"suggestedhisbrother,SerWylis.

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