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           TheondescendedwithBlackLorrenandMaesterLuwintomeetthemintheyard.Paleredpennonstrailedfromtheendsofafewlances,butmanymorecarriedbattle-axesandgreatswordsandshieldshackedhalftosplinters."Howmanymendidyoulose?"TheonaskedRedHelmashedismounted.

           "Twentyorthirty."Thetorchlightglitteredoffthechippedenamelofhisvisor.Hishelmandgorgetwerewroughtintheshapeofaman’sfaceandshoulders,skinlessandbloody,mouthopeninasilenthowlofanguish.

           "SerRodrikhadyoufive-to-one."

           "Aye,buthethoughtusfriends.Acommonmistake.Whentheoldfoolgavemehishand,Itookhalfhisarminstead.ThenIlethimseemyface."Themanputbothhandstohishelmandlifteditoffhishead,holdingitinthecrookofhisarm.

           "Reek,"Theonsaid,disquieted.Howdidaservingmangetsuchfinearmor?

           Themanlaughed."Thewretchisdead."Hesteppedcloser."Thegirl’sfault.Ifshehadnotrunsofar,hishorsewouldnothavelamed,andwemighthavebeenabletoflee.IgavehimminewhenIsawtheridersfromtheridge.Iwasdonewithherbythen,andhelikedtotakehisturnwhiletheywerestillwarm.Ihadtopullhimoffherandshovemyclothesintohishandscalfskinbootsandvelvetdoublet,silver-chasedswordbelt,evenmysablecloak.RidefortheDreadfort,Itoldhim,bringallthehelpyoucan.

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