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Catelyn

           

           "Mylady,doyouhearthatnoise?"askedHallisMollen,trottingclose."Whatisthat?"

           Shelistened.Shouts,andhorsesscreaming,andtheclashofsteel,and..."Cheering,"shesaid.Theyhadbeenridingupagentleslopetowardalineofbrightlycoloredpavilionsontheheight.Astheypassedbetweenthem,thepressofmengrewthicker,thesoundslouder.Andthenshesaw.

           Below,beneaththestone-and-timberbattlementsofasmallcastle,ameleewasinprogress.

           Afieldhadbeenclearedoff,fencesandgalleriesandtiltingbarriersthrownup.Hundredsweregatheredtowatch,perhapsthousands.Fromthelooksofthegrounds,tornandmuddyandlitteredwithbitsofdintedarmorandbrokenlances,theyhadbeenatitforadayormore,butnowtheendwasnear.Fewerthanascoreofknightsremainedahorse,chargingandslashingateachotheraswatchersandfallencombatantscheeredthemon.Shesawtwodestrierscollideinfullarmor,goingdowninatangleofsteelandhorseflesh."Atourney,"HalMollendeclared.Hehadapenchantforloudlyannouncingtheobvious.

           "Oh,splendid,"SerWendelManderlysaidasaknightinarainbow-stripedcloakwheeledtodeliverabackhandblowwithalong-handledaxethatshatteredtheshieldofthemanpursuinghimandsenthimreelinginhisstirrups.

           Thepressinfrontofthemmadefurtherprogressdifficult.

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