Bran

           Alebellyfoundhimintheforge,workingthebellowsforMikken."Maesterwantsyouintheturret,m’lordprince.There’sbeenabirdfromtheking."

           "FromRobb?"Excited,BrandidnotwaitforHodor,butletAlebellycarryhimupthesteps.Hewasabigman,thoughnotsobigasHodorandnowherenearasstrong.Bythetimetheyreachedthemaester’sturrethewasred-facedandpuffing.Rickonwastherebeforethem,andbothWalderFreysaswell.

           MaesterLuwinsentAlebellyawayandclosedhisdoor."Mylords,"hesaidgravely,"wehavehadamessagefromHisGrace,withbothgoodnewsandill.Hehaswonagreatvictoryinthewest,shatteringaLannisterarmyataplacenamedOxcross,andhastakenseveralcastlesaswell.HewritesusfromAshemark,formerlythestrongholdofHouseMarbrand."

           Rickontuggedatthemaester’srobe."IsRobbcominghome?"

           "Notjustyet,Ifear.Therearebattlesyettofight."

           "WasitLordTywinhedefeated?"askedBran.

           "No,"saidthemaester."SerStaffordLannistercommandedtheenemyhost.Hewasslaininthebattle."

           BranhadneverevenheardofSerStaffordLannister.HefoundhimselfagreeingwithBigWalderwhenhesaid,"LordTywinistheonlyonewhomatters."

           "TellRobbIwanthimtocomehome,"saidRickon."Hecanbringhiswolfhometoo,andMotherandFather."ThoughheknewLordEddardwasdead,sometimesRickonforgot.

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