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Theon

           "IamthePrinceofWinterfellandheirtotheIronIslands.NowgofindthegirlanddoasItoldyou."

           BlackLorrengavehimamurderouslook."Aye,Prince."

           He’sturnedagainstmetoo,Theonrealized.OflateitseemedtohimasiftheverystonesofWinterfellhadturnedagainsthim.IfIdie,Idiefriendlessandabandoned.Whatchoicedidthatleavehim,buttolive?

           Herodetothegatehousewithhiscrownonhishead.Awomanwasdrawingwaterfromthewell,andGagethecookstoodinthedoorofthekitchens.Theyhidtheirhatredbehindsullenlooksandfacesblankasslate,yethecouldfeelitallthesame.

           Whenthedrawbridgewaslowered,achillwindsighedacrossthemoat.Thetouchofitmadehimshiver.Itisthecold,nothingmore,Theontoldhimself,ashiver,notatremble.Evenbravemenshiver.Intotheteethofthatwindherode,undertheportcullis,overthedrawbridge.Theoutergatesswungopentolethimpass.Asheemergedbeneaththewalls,hecouldsensetheboyswatchingfromtheemptysocketswheretheireyeshadbeen.

           SerRodrikwaitedinthemarketastridehisdappledgelding.Besidehim,thedirewolfofStarkflappedfromastaffbornebyyoungCleyCerwyn.Theywerealoneinthesquare,thoughTheoncouldseearchersontheroofsofsurroundinghouses,spearmentohisright,andtohisleftalineofmountedknightsbeneaththemerman-and-tridentofHouseManderly.Everyoneofthemwantsmedead.

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