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Arya

           

           Theblackbrotherpeeledafreshsourleaffromthebaleinthewagonandstuffeditintohismouth."MightbeIshouldofleftyouwhereIfoundyou,boy.Allofyou.Saferinthecity,seemstome."

           "Idon’tcare.Iwanttogohome."

           "BeenbringingmentotheWallforcloseonthirtyyears."FrothshoneonYoren’slips,likebubblesofblood."Allthattime,Ionlylostthree.Oldmandiedofafever,cityboygotsnakebittakingashit,andonefooltriedtokillmeinmysleepandgotaredsmileforhistrouble."Hedrewthedirkacrosshisthroat,toshowher."Threeinthirtyyears."Hespatouttheoldsourleaf."Ashipnow,mighthavebeenwiser.Nochanceo’findingmoremenontheway,butstill...cleverman,he’dgobyship,butme...thirtyyearsIbeentakingthiskingsroad."Hesheathedhisdirk."Gotosleep,boy.Hearme?"

           Shedidtry.Yetasshelayunderherthinblanket,shecouldhearthewolveshowling...andanothersound,fainter,nomorethanawhisperonthewind,thatmighthavebeenscreams.

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