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Arya

           We’llneedbreadoroatcakesorsomething.YougettheswordsandI’lldothehorses.We’llmeetneartheposternintheeastwall,behindtheTowerofGhosts.Nooneevercomesthere."

           "Iknowthatgate.It’sguarded,sameastherest."

           "So?Youwon’tforgettheswords?"

           "IneversaidI’dcome."

           "No.Butifyoudo,youwon’tforgettheswords?"

           Hefrowned."No,"hesaidatlast."IguessIwon’t."

           AryareenteredKingspyrethesamewayshehadleftit,andstoleupthewindingstepslisteningforfootfalls.Inhercell,shestrippedtotheskinanddressedherselfcarefully,intwolayersofsmallclothes,warmstockings,andhercleanesttunic.ItwasLordBolton’slivery.Onthebreastwassewnhissigil,theflayedmanoftheDreadfort.Shetiedhershoes,threwawoolcloakoverherskinnyshoulders,andknotteditunderherthroat.Quietasashadow,shemovedbackdownthestairs.Outsidethelord’ssolarshepausedtolistenatthedoor,easingitopenslowlywhensheheardonlysilence.

           Thesheepskinmapwasonthetable,besidetheremainsofLordBolton’ssupper.Sherolledituptightandthrustitthroughherbelt.He’dlefthisdaggeronthetableaswell,soshetookthattoo,justincaseGendrylosthiscourage.

           Ahorseneighedsoftlyassheslippedintothedarkenedstables.Thegroomswereallasleep.

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