Arya

           Confusionandclangorruledthecastle.Menstoodonthebedsofwagonsloadingcasksofwine,sacksofflour,andbundlesofnew-fletchedarrows.Smithsstraightenedswords,knockeddentsfrombreastplates,andshoeddestriersandpackmulesalike.MailshirtsweretossedinbarrelsofsandandrolledacrossthelumpysurfaceoftheFlowstoneYardtoscourthemclean.Weese’swomenhadtwentycloakstomend,ahundredmoretowash.Thehighandhumblecrowdedintothesepttogethertopray.Outsidethewalls,tentsandpavilionswerecomingdown.Squirestossedpailsofwaterovercookfires,whilesoldierstookouttheiroilstonestogivetheirbladesonelastgoodlick.Thenoisewasaswellingtide:horsesblowingandwhickering,lordsshoutingcommands,men-at-armstradingcurses,campfollowerssquabbling.

           LordTywinLannisterwasmarchingatlast.

           SerAddamMarbrandwasthefirstofthecaptainstodepart,adaybeforetherest.Hemadeagallantshowofit,ridingaspiritedredcourserwhosemanewasthesamecoppercolorasthelonghairthatstreamedpastSerAddam’sshoulders.Thehorsewasbardedinbronze-coloredtrappingsdyedtomatchtherider’scloakandemblazonedwiththeburningtree.Someofthecastlewomensobbedtoseehimgo.Weesesaidhewasagreathorsemanandswordfighter,LordTywin’smostdaringcommander.

           Ihopehedies,Aryathoughtasshewatchedhimrideoutthegate,hismenstreamingafterhiminadoublecolumn.Ihopetheyalldie.

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