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Prologue

           ButLordStanniswouldnotthinktocometohim,sothemaesterresignedhimselftotheordeal.HehadPylostohelphim,attheleast,andforthathewasgrateful.

           Shufflingalongthegallery,theypassedbeforearowoftallarchedwindowswithcommandingviewsoftheouterbailey,thecurtainwall,andthefishingvillagebeyond.Intheyard,archerswerefiringatpracticebuttstothecallof"Notch,draw,loose."Theirarrowsmadeasoundlikeaflockofbirdstakingwing.Guardsmenstrodethewallwalks,peeringbetweenthegargoylesonthehostcampedwithout.Themorningairwashazywiththesmokeofcookfires,asthreethousandmensatdowntobreaktheirfastsbeneaththebannersoftheirlords.Pastthesprawlofthecamp,theanchoragewascrowdedwithships.NocraftthathadcomewithinsightofDragonstonethispasthalfyearhadbeenallowedtoleaveagain.LordStannis’sFury,atriple-deckedwargalleyofthreehundredoars,lookedalmostsmallbesidesomeofthebig-belliedcarracksandcogsthatsurroundedher.

           TheguardsmenoutsidetheStoneDrumknewthemaestersbysight,andpassedthemthrough."Waithere,"CressentoldPylos,within."It’sbestIseehimalone."

           "Itisalongclimb,Maester."

           Cressensmiled."YouthinkIhaveforgotten?IhaveclimbedthesestepssooftenIknoweachonebyname."

           Halfwayup,heregrettedhisdecision.

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