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Sansa

           I’llgotosleep,shetoldherself,andwhenIwakeitwillbeanewday,andtheskywillbeblueagain.ThefightingwillbedoneandsomeonewilltellmewhetherI’mtoliveordie."Lady,"shewhimperedsoftly,wonderingifshewouldmeetherwolfagainwhenshewasdead.

           Thensomethingstirredbehindher,andahandreachedoutofthedarkandgrabbedherwrist.

           Sansaopenedhermouthtoscream,butanotherhandclampeddownoverherface,smotheringher.Hisfingerswereroughandcallused,andstickywithblood."Littlebird.Iknewyou’dcome."Thevoicewasadrunkenrasp.

           Outside,aswirlinglanceofjadelightspitatthestars,fillingtheroomwithgreenglare.Shesawhimforamoment,allblackandgreen,thebloodonhisfacedarkastar,hiseyesglowinglikeadog’sinthesuddenglare.Thenthelightfadedandhewasonlyahulkingdarknessinastainedwhitecloak.

           "IfyouscreamI’llkillyou.Believethat."Hetookhishandfromhermouth.Herbreathwascomingragged.TheHoundhadaflagonofwineonherbedsidetable.Hetookalongpull."Don’tyouwanttoaskwho’swinningthebattle,littlebird?"

           "Who?"shesaid,toofrightenedtodefyhim.

           TheHoundlaughed."Ionlyknowwho’slost.Me."

           HeisdrunkerthanI’veeverseenhim.Hewassleepinginmybed.Whatdoeshewanthere?"Whathaveyoulost?"

           "All."

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