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Arya

           Hismotherhadbeenabakerbeforeshedied,andhe’dpushedhercartthroughthestreetsallday,shouting"Hotpies!Hotpies!""Somelordylord’slittlesquireboy,that’sit."

           "Heain’tnosquire,lookathim.Ibetthat’snotevenarealsword.Ibetit’sjustsomeplayswordmadeoftin."

           AryahatedthemmakingfunofNeedle."It’scastle-forgedsteel,youstupid,"shesnapped,turninginthesaddletoglareatthem,"andyoubettershutyourmouth."

           Theorphanboyshooted."Where’dyougetabladelikethat,Lumpyface?"HotPiewantedtoknow.

           "Lumpyhead,"correctedLommy."Heprob’lystoleit."

           "Ididnot!"sheshouted.JonSnowhadgivenherNeedle.MaybeshehadtoletthemcallherLumpyhead,butshewasn’tgoingtoletthemcallJonathief.

           "Ifhestoleit,wecouldtakeitoffhim,"saidHotPie."It’snothisanyhow.Icouldusemeaswordlikethat."

           Lommyeggedhimon."Goon,takeitoffhim,Idareyou."

           HotPiekickedhisdonkey,ridingcloser."Hey,Lumpyface,yougimmethatsword."Hishairwasthecolorofstraw,hisfatfaceallsunburntandpeeling."Youdon’tknowhowtouseit."

           YesIdo,Aryacouldhavesaid.Ikilledaboy,afatboylikeyou,Istabbedhiminthebellyandhedied,andI’llkillyoutooifyoudon’tletmealone.Onlyshedidnotdare.

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