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Catelyn

           Perhapsshewaswrongtoopposehim.Perhapsitwasasplendidplan,andhermisgivingsonlyawoman’sfears.ShewishedNedwerehere,orheruncleBrynden,or..."HaveyouaskedFatheraboutthis?"

           "Fatherisinnostatetoweighstrategies.TwodaysagohewasmakingplansforyourmarriagetoBrandonStark!Goseehimyourselfifyoudonotbelieveme.Thisplanwillwork,Cat,you’llsee."

           "Ihopeso,Edmure.Itrulydo."Shekissedhimonthecheek,tolethimknowshemeantit,andwenttofindherfather.

           LordHosterTullywasmuchasshehadlefthimabed,haggard,fleshpaleandclammy.Theroomsmelledofsickness,acloyingodormadeupinequalpartsofstalesweatandmedicine.Whenshepulledbackthedrapes,herfathergavealowmoan,andhiseyesflutteredopen.Hestaredatherasifhecouldnotcomprehendwhoshewasorwhatshewanted.

           "Father."Shekissedhim."Iamreturned."

           Heseemedtoknowherthen."You’vecome,"hewhisperedfaintly,lipsbarelymoving.

           "Yes,"shesaid."Robbsentmesouth,butIhurriedback."

           "South...where...istheEyriesouth,sweetling?Idon’trecall...oh,dearheart,Iwasafraid...haveyouforgivenme,child?"Tearsrandownhischeeks.

           "You’vedonenothingthatneedsforgiveness,Father."Shestrokedhislimpwhitehairandfelthisbrow.Thefeverstillburnedhimfromwithin,despiteallthemaester’spotions.

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