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Sansa

           Thesquireshelpedhimmount,andSerAronSantagar,theRedKeep’smaster-at-arms,steppedforwardandhandedTommenabluntedsilverlongswordwithaleaf-shapedblade,craftedtofitaneight-year-oldhand.

           Tommenraisedthebladehigh."CasterlyRock!"heshoutedinahighboyishvoiceasheputhisheelsintohisponyandstartedacrossthehard-packeddirtatthequintain.LadyTandaandLordGylesstartedaraggedcheer,andSansaaddedhervoicetotheirs.Thekingbroodedinsilence.

           Tommengothisponyuptoabrisktrot,wavedhisswordvigorously,andstrucktheknight’sshieldasolidblowashewentby.Thequintainspun,thepaddedmaceflyingaroundtogivetheprinceamightywhackinthebackofhishead.Tommenspilledfromthesaddle,hisnewarmorrattlinglikeabagofoldpotsashehittheground.Hisswordwentflying,hisponycanteredawayacrossthebailey,andagreatgaleofderisionwentup.KingJoffreylaughedlongestandloudestofall.

           "Oh,"PrincessMyrcellacried.Shescrambledoutoftheboxandrantoherlittlebrother.

           Sansafoundherselfpossessedofaqueergiddycourage."Youshouldgowithher,"shetoldtheking."Yourbrothermightbehurt."

           Joffreyshrugged."Whatifheis?"

           "Youshouldhelphimupandtellhimhowwellherode."Sansacouldnotseemtostopherself.

           "Hegotknockedoffhishorseandfellinthedirt,"thekingpointedout.

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