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Arya

           Thensheputahandoverhismouthandpinchedhim.Hiseyesopened.Hecouldnothavebeenverydeeplyasleep."Please,"shewhispered.Shetookherhandoffhismouthandpointed.

           Foramomentshedidnotthinkheunderstood,butthenheslidoutfromundertheblankets.Naked,hepaddedacrosstheroom,shruggedintoalooserough-spuntunic,andclimbeddownfromtheloftafterher.Theothersleepersdidnotstir."Whatdoyouwantnow?"Gendrysaidinalowangryvoice.

           "Asword."

           "Blackthumbkeepsallthebladeslockedup,Itoldyouthatahundredtimes.IsthisforLordLeech?"

           "Forme.Breakthelockwithyourhammer."

           "They’llbreakmyhand,"hegrumbled."Orworse."

           "Notifyourunoffwithme."

           "Run,andthey’llcatchyouandkillyou."

           "They’lldoyouworse.LordBoltonisgivingHarrenhaltotheBloodyMummers,hetoldmeso."

           Gendrypushedblackhairoutofhiseyes."So?"

           Shelookedrightathim,fearless."SowhenVargoHoat’sthelord,he’sgoingtocutoffthefeetofalltheservantstokeepthemfromrunningaway.Thesmithstoo."

           "That’sonlyastory,"hesaidscornfully.

           "No,it’strue,IheardLordVargosayso,"shelied."He’sgoingtocutonefootoffeveryone.Theleftone.GotothekitchensandwakeHotPie,he’lldowhatyousay.

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