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Catelyn

           Menshoutedcursesandbeggedformercy,andgotit(ornot),andlived(ordied).Theridgesseemedtoplayqueertrickswithsound.OncesheheardRobb’svoice,asclearasifhe’dbeenstandingatherside,calling,"Tome!Tome!"Andsheheardhisdirewolf,snarlingandgrowling,heardthesnapofthoselongteeth,thetearingofflesh,shrieksoffearandpainfrommanandhorsealike.Wasthereonlyonewolf?Itwashardtobecertain.

           Littlebylittle,thesoundsdwindledanddied,untilatlasttherewasonlythewolf.Asareddawnbrokeintheeast,GreyWindbegantohowlagain.

           Robbcamebacktoheronadifferenthorse,ridingapiebaldgeldingintheplaceofthegreystallionhehadtakendownintothevalley.Thewolf’sheadonhisshieldwasslashedhalftopieces,rawwoodshowingwheredeepgougeshadbeenhackedintheoak,butRobbhimselfseemedunhurt.Yetwhenhecamecloser,Catelynsawthathismailedgloveandthesleeveofhissurcoatwereblackwithblood."You’rehurt,"shesaid.

           Robbliftedhishand,openedandclosedhisfingers."No,"hesaid."Thisis...Torrhen’sblood,perhaps,or..."Heshookhishead."Idonotknow."

           Amobofmenfollowedhimuptheslope,dirtyanddentedandgrinning,withTheonandtheGreatjonattheirhead.BetweenthemtheydraggedSerJaimeLannister.Theythrewhimdowninfrontofherhorse."TheKingslayer,"Halannounced,unnecessarily.

           Lannisterraisedhishead."LadyStark,"hesaidfromhisknees.

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