Theon

           MaesterLuwincametohimwhenthefirstscoutswereseenoutsidethewalls."Mylordprince,"hesaid,"youmustyield."

           Theonstaredattheplatterofoakcakes,honey,andbloodsausagethey’dbroughthimtobreakhisfast.Anothersleeplessnighthadlefthisnervesraw,andtheverysightoffoodsickenedhim."Therehasbeennoreplyfrommyuncle?"

           "None,"themaestersaid."NorfromyourfatheronPyke."

           "Sendmorebirds."

           "Itwillnotserve.Bythetimethebirdsreach"

           "Sendthem!"Knockingtheplatteroffoodasidewithaswipeofhisarm,hepushedofftheblanketsandrosefromNedStark’sbednakedandangry."Ordoyouwantmedead?Isthatit,Luwin?Thetruthnow."

           Thesmallgreymanwasunafraid."Myorderserves."

           "Yes,butwhom?"

           "Therealm,"MaesterLuwinsaid,"andWinterfell.Theon,onceItaughtyousumsandletters,historyandwarcraft.Andmighthavetaughtyoumore,hadyouwishedtolearn.Iwillnotclaimtobearyouanygreatlove,no,butIcannothateyoueither.EvenifIdid,solongasyouholdWinterfellIamboundbyoathtogiveyoucounsel.SonowIcounselyoutoyield."

           Theonstoopedtoscoopapuddledcloakoffthefloor,shookofftherushes,anddrapeditoverhisshoulders.Afire,I’llhaveafire,andcleangarb.Where’sWex?I’llnotgotomygraveindirtyclothes.

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