Bran

           LongbeforethefirstpalefingersoflightpriedapartBran’sshutters,hiseyeswereopen.

           TherewereguestsinWinterfell,visitorscomefortheharvestfeast.Thismorningtheywouldbetiltingatquintainsintheyard.Oncethatprospectwouldhavefilledhimwithexcitement,butthatwasbefore.

           Notnow.TheWalderswouldbreaklanceswiththesquiresofLordManderly’sescort,butBranwouldhavenopartofit.Hemustplaytheprinceinhisfather’ssolar."Listen,anditmaybethatyouwilllearnsomethingofwhatlordshipisallabout,"MaesterLuwinhadsaid.

           Branhadneveraskedtobeaprince.Itwasknighthoodhehadalwaysdreamedof;brightarmorandstreamingbanners,lanceandsword,awarhorsebetweenhislegs.Whymusthewastehisdayslisteningtooldmenspeakofthingsheonlyhalfunderstood?Becauseyou’rebroken,avoiceinsideremindedhim.AlordonhiscushionedchairmightbecrippledtheWalderssaidtheirgrandfatherwassofeeblehehadtobecarriedeverywhereinalitterbutnotaknightonhisdestrier.Besides,itwashisduty."Youareyourbrother’sheirandtheStarkinWinterfell,"SerRodriksaid,remindinghimofhowRobbusedtositwiththeirlordfatherwhenhisbannermencametoseehim.

           LordWymanManderlyhadarrivedfromWhiteHarbortwodayspast,travelingbybargeandlitter,ashewastoofattositahorse.

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