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Theon

           

           "Doyouplantosteerwiththis?"Esgredbrushedthefrontofhisbreechesoncemore,andsmiledasafingertracedtheironoutlineofhismanhood.

           "ComebacktoPykewithme,"hesaidsuddenly,thinking,WhatwillLordBalonsay?AndwhyshouldIcare?Iamamangrown,ifIwanttobringawenchtobeditisnoone’sbusinessbutmyown.

           "AndwhatwouldIdoinPyke?"Herhandstayedwhereitwas.

           "Myfatherwillfeasthiscaptainstonight."Hehadthemtofeasteverynight,whilehewaitedforthelaststragglerstoarrive,butTheonsawnoneedtotellallthat.

           "Wouldyoumakemeyourcaptainforthenight,mylordprince?"Shehadthewickedestsmilehe’deverseenonawoman.

           "Imight.IfIknewyou’dsteermesafeintoport."

           "Well,Iknowwhichendoftheoargoesinthesea,andthere’snoonebetterwithropesandknots."One-handed,sheundidthelacingofhisbreeches,thengrinnedandsteppedlightlyawayfromhim."ApityI’mawomanwed,andnewwithchild."

           Flustered,Theonlacedhimselfbackup."Ineedtostartbacktothecastle.Ifyoudonotcomewithme,Imaylosemywayforgrief,andalltheislandswouldbepoorer."

           "Wecouldn’thavethat...butIhavenohorse,mylord."

           "Youcouldtakemysquire’smount."

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