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Arya

           Aryacaughtglimpsesofhim,butalwaysfromafaroncewalkingthewallsinthecompanyofthreemaestersandthefatcaptivewiththebushymustache,onceridingoutwithhislordsbannermentovisittheencampments,butmostoftenstandinginanarchofthecoveredgallerywatchingmenatpracticeintheyardbelow.Hestoodwithhishandslockedtogetheronthegoldpommelofhislongsword.TheysaidLordTywinlovedgoldmostofall;heevenshitgold,sheheardonesquirejest.TheLannisterlordwasstrong-lookingforanoldman,withstiffgoldenwhiskersandabaldhead.TherewassomethinginhisfacethatremindedAryaofherownfather,eventhoughtheylookednothingalike.Hehasalord’sface,that’sall,shetoldherself.SherememberedhearingherladymothertellFathertoputonhislord’sfaceandgodealwithsomematter.Fatherhadlaughedatthat.ShecouldnotimagineLordTywineverlaughingatanything.

           Oneafternoon,whileshewaswaitingherturntodrawapailofwaterfromthewell,sheheardthehingesoftheeastgategroaning.Apartyofmenrodeundertheportcullisatawalk.Whenshespiedthemanticorecrawlingacrosstheshieldoftheirleader,astabofhateshotthroughher.

           Inthelightofday,SerAmoryLorchlookedlessfrighteningthanhehadbytorchlight,buthestillhadthepig’seyessherecalled.OneofthewomensaidthathismenhadriddenallthewayaroundthelakechasingBericDondarrionandslayingrebels.Weweren’trebels,Aryathought.

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