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Bran

           MaesterLuwinandHayheadliftedhimintohisbasket.ThefolkofWinterfellhadseenthissighthalfahundredtimes,butdoubtlessitlookedqueertotheguests,someofwhomweremorecuriousthanpolite.Branfeltthestares.

           Theywentouttherearratherthanwalkthelengthofthehall,Branduckinghisheadastheypassedthroughthelord’sdoor.Inthedim-litgalleryoutsidetheGreatHall,theycameuponJoseththemasterofhorseengagedinadifferentsortofriding.HehadsomewomanBrandidnotknowshovedupagainstthewall,herskirtsaroundherwaist.ShewasgigglinguntilHodorstoppedtowatch.Thenshescreamed."Leavethembe,Hodor,"Branhadtotellhim."Takemetomybedchamber."

           HodorcarriedhimupthewindingstepstohistowerandkneltbesideoneoftheironbarsthatMikkenhaddrivenintothewall.Branusedthebarstomovehimselftothebed,andHodorpulledoffhisbootsandbreeches."Youcangobacktothefeastnow,butdon’tgobotheringJosethandthatwoman,"Bransaid.

           "Hodor,"Hodorreplied,bobbinghishead.

           Whenheblewouthisbedsidecandle,darknesscoveredhimlikeasoft,familiarblanket.Thefaintsoundofmusicdriftedthroughhisshutteredwindow.

           Somethinghisfatherhadtoldhimoncewhenhewaslittlecamebacktohimsuddenly.HehadaskedLordEddardiftheKingsguardweretrulythefinestknightsintheSevenKingdoms.

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