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Catelyn

           Wouldyoufancyaroastquailtobreakyourfastthismorning?"

           "Oatsandbreadaresufficient...forallofus,Ithink.Wehavemanyleaguesyettoride,SerWendel."

           "Asyouwill,mylady."Theknight’smoonfacelookedcrestfallen,thetipsofhisgreatwalrusmustachetwitchingwithdisappointment."Oatsandbread,andwhatcouldbebetter?"HewasoneofthefattestmenCatelynhadeverknown,buthowevermuchhelovedhisfood,helovedhishonormore.

           "Foundsomenettlesandbrewedatea,"Shaddannounced."Willm’ladytakeacup?"

           "Yes,withthanks."

           Shecradledtheteainherscarredhandsandblewonittocoolit.ShaddwasoneoftheWinterfellmen.RobbhadsenttwentyofhisbesttoseehersafelytoRenly.Hehadsentfivelordlingsaswell,whosenamesandhighbirthwouldaddweightandhonortohermission.Astheymadetheirwaysouth,stayingwellclearoftownsandholdfasts,theyhadseenbandsofmailedmenmorethanonce,andglimpsedsmokeontheeasternhorizon,butnonehaddaredmolestthem.Theyweretooweaktobeathreat,toomanytobeeasyprey.OnceacrosstheBlackwater,theworstwasbehind.Forthepastfourdays,theyhadseennosignsofwar.

           Catelynhadneverwantedthis.ShehadtoldRobbasmuch,backinRiverrun."WhenlastIsawRenly,hewasaboynoolderthanBran.Idonotknowhim.Sendsomeoneelse.Myplaceisherewithmyfather,forwhatevertimehehasleft."

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