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Arya

           "Trythisone."Thestickcamewhistling.Aryashriekedagain,clutchingthetreetokeepfromfalling."Onemore."Sheheldontight,chewingherlip,flinchingwhenshehearditcoming.Thestrokemadeherjumpandhowl.Iwon’tcry,shethought,Iwon’tdothat.I’maStarkofWinterfell,oursigilisthedirewolf,direwolvesdon’tcry.Shecouldfeelathintrickleofbloodrunningdownherleftleg.Herthighsandcheekswereablazewithpain."MightbeIgotyourattentionnow,"Yorensaid."Nexttimeyoutakethatsticktooneofyourbrothers,you’llgettwicewhatyougive,youhearme?Nowcoveryourself."

           They’renotmybrothers,Aryathoughtasshebenttoyankupherbreeches,butsheknewbetterthantosayso.Herhandsfumbledwithherbeltandlaces.

           Yorenwaslookingather."Youhurt?"

           Calmasstillwater,shetoldherself,thewaySyrioForelhadtaughther."Some."

           Hespat."Thatpieboy’shurtingworse.Itwasn’thimaskilledyourfather,girl,northatthievingLommyneither.Hittingthemwon’tbringhimback."

           "Iknow,"Aryamutteredsullenly.

           "Here’ssomethingyoudon’tknow.Itwasn’tsupposedtohappenlikeitdid.Iwassettoleave,wagonsboughtandloaded,andamancomeswithaboyforme,andapurseofcoin,andamessage,nevermindwhoit’sfrom.LordEddard’stotaketheblack,hesaystome,wait,he’llbegoingwithyou.

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