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Arya

           "Thewolflord,theonetheynickedonBaelor’ssteps."

           "Heisnot,"Aryadeclared.Myfatheronlyhadonebastard,andthat’sJon.Shestalkedoffintothetrees,wishingshecouldjustsaddleherhorseandridehome.Shewasagoodhorse,achestnutmarewithawhiteblazeonherforehead.AndAryahadalwaysbeenagoodrider.Shecouldgallopoffandneverseeanyofthem,unlessshewantedto.Onlythenshe’dhavenoonetoscoutaheadofher,orwatchbehind,orstandguardwhileshenapped,andwhenthegoldcloakscaughther,she’dbeallalone.ItwassafertostaywithYorenandtheothers.

           "We’renotfarfromGodsEye,"theblackbrothersaidonemorning."Thekingsroadwon’tbesafetillwe’reacrosstheTrident.Sowe’llcomeuparoundthelakealongthewesternshore,they’renotliketolookforusthere."Atthenextspotwheretworutscutcrosseachother,heturnedthewagonswest.

           Herefarmlandgavewaytoforest,thevillagesandholdfastsweresmallerandfartherapart,thehillshigherandthevalleysdeeper.Foodgrewhardertocomeby.Inthecity,Yorenhadloadedupthewagonswithsaltfish,hardbread,lard,turnips,sacksofbeansandbarley,andwheelsofyellowcheese,buteverybiteofithadbeeneaten.Forcedtoliveofftheland,YorenturnedtoKossandKurz,who’dbeentakenaspoachers.

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