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Theon

           

           Yethesawnofamiliarfaces,nohonorguardwaitingtoescorthimfromLordsporttoPyke,onlysmallfolkgoingabouttheirsmallbusiness.ShorehandsrolledcasksofwineofftheTyroshitrader,fisherfolkcriedtheday’scatch,childrenranandplayed.ApriestintheseawaterrobesoftheDrownedGodwasleadingapairofhorsesalongthepebbledshore,whileabovehimaslatternleanedoutawindowintheinn,callingouttosomepassingIbbenesesailors.

           AhandfulofLordsportmerchantshadgatheredtomeettheship.TheyshoutedquestionsastheMyrahamwastyingup."We’reoutofOldtown,"thecaptaincalleddown,"bearingapplesandoranges,winesfromtheArbor,feathersfromtheSummerIsles.Ihavepepper,wovenleathers,aboltofMyrishlace,mirrorsformilady,apairofOldtownwoodharpssweetasanyyoueverheard."Thegangplankdescendedwithacreakandathud."AndI’vebroughtyourheirbacktoyou."

           TheLordsportmengazedonTheonwithblank,bovineeyes,andherealizedthattheydidnotknowwhohewas.Itmadehimangry.Hepressedagoldendragonintothecaptain’spalm."Haveyourmenbringmythings."Withoutwaitingforareply,hestrodedownthegangplank."Innkeeper,"hebarked,"Irequireahorse."

           "Asyousay,m’lord,"themanresponded,withoutsomuchasabow.Hehadforgottenhowboldtheironborncouldbe."HappensasIhaveonemightdo.Wherewouldyouberiding,m’lord?"

           "Pyke."

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