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Catelyn

           

           "KingRobbiswarring,mylord,"Catelynrepliedwithicycourtesy,"notplayingattourney."

           Renlygrinned."Gosoftly,LordRandyll,Ifearyou’reovermatched."HesummonedastewardintheliveryofStorm’sEnd."Findaplaceforthelady’scompanions,andseethattheyhaveeverycomfort.LadyCatelynshallhavemyownpavilion.SinceLordCaswellhasbeensokindastogivemeuseofhiscastle,Ihavenoneedofit.Mylady,whenyouarerested,IwouldbehonoredifyouwouldshareourmeatandmeadatthefeastLordCaswellisgivingustonight.Afarewellfeast.Ifearhislordshipiseagertoseetheheelsofmyhungryhorde."

           "Nottrue,YourGrace,"protestedawispyyoungmanwhomusthavebeenCaswell."Whatismineisyours."

           "WheneversomeonesaidthattomybrotherRobert,hetookthemattheirword,"Renlysaid."Doyouhavedaughters?"

           "Yes,YourGrace.Two."

           "ThenthankthegodsthatIamnotRobert.MysweetqueenisallthewomanIdesire."RenlyheldouthishandtohelpMargaerytoherfeet."We’lltalkagainwhenyou’vehadachancetorefreshyourself,LadyCatelyn."

           RenlyledhisbridebacktowardthecastlewhilehisstewardconductedCatelyntotheking’sgreensilkpavilion."Ifyouhaveneedofanything,youhaveonlytoask,mylady."

           Catelyncouldscarcelyimaginewhatshemightneedthathadnotalreadybeenprovided.

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