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Arya

           Whyd’youthinkIwasthere?Onlysomethingwentqueer."

           "Joffrey,"Aryabreathed."Someoneshouldkillhim!"

           "Someonewill,butitwon’tbeme,noryouneither."Yorentossedbackhersticksword."Gotsourleafbackatthewagons,"hesaidastheymadetheirwaybacktotheroad."You’llchewsome,it’llhelpwiththesting."

           Itdidhelp,some,thoughthetasteofitwasfoulanditmadeherspitlooklikeblood.Evenso,shewalkedfortherestofthatday,andthedayafter,andthedayafterthat,toorawtositadonkey.HotPiewasworseoff;Yorenhadtoshiftsomebarrelsaroundsohecouldlieinthebackofawagononsomesacksofbarley,andhewhimperedeverytimethewheelshitarock.LommyGreenhandswasn’tevenhurt,yethestayedasfarawayfromAryaashecouldget."Everytimeyoulookathim,hetwitches,"theBulltoldherasshewalkedbesidehisdonkey.Shedidnotanswer.Itseemedsafernottotalktoanyone.

           Thatnightshelayuponherthinblanketonthehardground,staringupatthegreatredcomet.Thecometwassplendidandscaryallatonce."TheRedSword,"theBullnamedit;heclaimeditlookedlikeasword,thebladestillred-hotfromtheforge.WhenAryasquintedtherightwayshecouldseetheswordtoo,onlyitwasn’tanewsword,itwasIce,herfather’sgreatsword,allripplyValyriansteel,andtheredwasLordEddard’sbloodonthebladeafterSerIlyntheKing’sJusticehadcutoffhishead

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