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Catelyn

           ButIwon’tfreehim,notevenforAryaandSansa."

           Hersonwaslookingdownather,Catelynrealized.Wasitwarthatmadehimgrowsofast,shewondered,orthecrowntheyhadputonhishead?"AreyouafraidtohaveJaimeLannisterinthefieldagain,isthatthetruthofit?"

           GreyWindgrowled,asifhesensedRobb’sanger,andEdmureTullyputabrotherlyhandonCatelyn’sshoulder."Cat,don’t.Theboyhastherightofthis."

           "Don’tcallmetheboy,"Robbsaid,roundingonhisuncle,hisangerspillingoutallatonceonpoorEdmure,whohadonlymeanttosupporthim."I’malmostamangrown,andakingyourking,ser.AndIdon’tfearJaimeLannister.Idefeatedhimonce,I’lldefeathimagainifImust,only..."Hepushedafallofhairoutofhiseyesandgaveashakeofthehead."ImighthavebeenabletotradetheKingslayerforFather,but..."

           "...butnotforthegirls?"Hervoicewasicy-quiet."Girlsarenotimportantenough,arethey?"

           Robbmadenoanswer,buttherewashurtinhiseyes.Blueeyes,Tullyeyes,eyesshehadgivenhim.Shehadwoundedhim,buthewastoomuchhisfather’ssontoadmitit.

           Thatwasunworthyofme,shetoldherself.Godsbegood,whatistobecomeofme?Heisdoinghisbest,tryingsohard,Iknowit,Iseeit,andyet...IhavelostmyNed,therockmylifewasbuilton,Icouldnotbeartolosethegirlsaswell...

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