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Theon

           

           WhentheywerewellbeyondLordsport,Theonputahandonherbreast.Esgredreachedupandpluckeditaway."I’dkeepbothhandsonthereins,orthisblackbeastofyoursisliketoflingusbothoffandkickustodeath."

           "Ibrokehimofthat."Amused,Theonbehavedhimselfforawhile,chattingamiablyoftheweather(greyandovercast,asithadbeensincehearrived,withfrequentrains)andtellingherofthemenhe’dkilledintheWhisperingWood.WhenhereachedthepartaboutcomingthatclosetotheKingslayerhimself,heslidhishandbackuptowhereithadbeen.Herbreastsweresmall,buthelikedthefirmnessofthem.

           "Youdon’twanttodothat,mylordprince."

           "Oh,butIdo."Theongaveherasqueeze.

           "Yoursquireiswatchingyou."

           "Lethim.He’llneverspeakofit,Iswear."

           Esgredpriedhisfingersoffherbreast.Thistimeshekepthimfirmlyprisoned.Shehadstronghands.

           "Ilikeawomanwithagoodtightgrip."

           Shesnorted."I’dnothavethoughtit,bythatwenchonthewaterfront."

           "Youmustnotjudgemebyher.Shewastheonlywomanontheship."

           "Tellmeofyourfather.Willhewelcomemekindlytohiscastle?"

           "Whyshouldhe?Hescarcelywelcomedme,hisownblood,theheirtoPykeandtheIronIslands."

           "Areyou?"sheaskedmildly.

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