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Jon

           Herbreathfrostedtheairinsmallnervouspuffs."Theysaythekinggivesjusticeandprotectstheweak."Shestartedtoclimbofftherock,awkwardly,buttheicehadmadeitslipperyandherfootwentoutfromunderher.Joncaughtherbeforeshecouldfall,andhelpedhersafelydown.Thewomankneltontheicyground."M’lord,Ibegyou"

           "Don’tbegmeanything.Gobacktoyourhall,youshouldn’tbehere.WewerecommandednottospeaktoCraster’swomen."

           "Youdon’thavetospeakwithme,m’lord.Justtakemewithyou,whenyougo,that’sallIask."

           Allsheasks,hethought.Asifthatwerenothing.

           "I’ll...I’llbeyourwife,ifyoulike.Myfather,he’sgotnineteennow,onelesswon’thurthimnone."

           "Blackbrothersareswornnevertotakewives,don’tyouknowthat?Andwe’reguestsinyourfather’shallbesides."

           "Notyou,"shesaid."Iwatched.Youneverateathisboard,norsleptbyhisfire.Henevergaveyouguest-right,soyou’renotboundtohim.It’sforthebabyIhavetogo."

           "Idon’tevenknowyourname."

           "Gilly,hecalledme.Forthegillyflower."

           "That’spretty."HerememberedSansatellinghimoncethatheshouldsaythatwheneveraladytoldhimhername.Hecouldnothelpthegirl,butperhapsthecourtesywouldpleaseher.

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