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Catelyn

           BelowhimsatLadyOakheart,tinyanddelicate,andtoherleftLordRandyllTarlyofHornHill,hisgreatswordHeartsbaneproppedupagainstthebackofhisseat.Otherssheknewonlybytheirsigils,andsomenotatall.

           Intheirmidst,watchingandlaughingwithhisyoungqueenbyhisside,sataghostinagoldencrown.

           Smallwonderthelordsgatheraroundhimwithsuchfervor,shethought,heisRobertcomeagain.RenlywashandsomeasRoberthadbeenhandsome;longoflimbandbroadofshoulder,withthesamecoal-blackhair,fineandstraight,thesamedeepblueeyes,thesameeasysmile.Theslendercircletaroundhisbrowsseemedtosuithimwell.Itwassoftgold,aringofrosesexquisitelywrought;atthefrontliftedastag’sheadofdarkgreenjade,adornedwithgoldeneyesandgoldenantlers.

           Thecrownedstagdecoratedtheking’sgreenvelvettunicaswell,workedingoldthreaduponhischest;theBaratheonsigilinthecolorsofHighgarden.ThegirlwhosharedthehighseatwithhimwasalsoofHighgarden:hisyoungqueen,Margaery,daughtertoLordMaceTyrell.Theirmarriagewasthemortarthatheldthegreatsouthronalliancetogether,Catelynknew.Renlywasone-and-twenty,thegirlnoolderthanRobb,verypretty,withadoe’ssofteyesandamaneofcurlingbrownhairthatfellabouthershouldersinlazyringlets.Hersmilewasshyandsweet.

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