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Theon

           EventhelordsrodegarronsorshaggyHarlawponies,andoxcartsweremorecommonthandrays.Thesmallfolktoopoortoowneitheronepulledtheirownplowsthroughthethin,stonysoil.

           ButTheonhadspenttenyearsinWinterfell,anddidnotintendtogotowarwithoutagoodmountbeneathhim.LordBotley’smisjudgmentwashisgoodfortune:astallionwithatemperasblackashishide,largerthanacourserifnotquitesobigasmostdestriers.AsTheonwasnotquitesobigasmostknights,thatsuitedhimadmirably.Theanimalhadfireinhiseyes.Whenhe’dmethisnewowner,he’dpulledbackhislipsandtriedtobiteoffhisface.

           "Doeshehaveaname?"EsgredaskedTheonashemounted.

           "Smiler."Hegaveherahand,andpulledherupinfrontofhim,wherehecouldputhisarmsaroundherastheyrode."IknewamanoncewhotoldmethatIsmiledatthewrongthings."

           "Doyou?"

           "Onlybythelightsofthosewhosmileatnothing."HethoughtofhisfatherandhisuncleAeron.

           "Areyousmilingnow,mylordprince?"

           "Oh,yes."Theonreachedaroundhertotakethereins.Shewasalmostofaheightwithhim.Herhaircouldhaveusedawashandshehadafadedpinkscaronherprettyneck,buthelikedthesmellofher,saltandsweatandwoman.

           TheridebacktoPykepromisedtobeagooddealmoreinterestingthantheridedownhadbeen.

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