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Arya

           ServingmenwerecarryingoffbasketsofHotPie’sbreadandtarts,thechiefcookwascarvingcoldslicesoffaham,spitboyswereturningrabbitswhilethepotgirlsbastedthemwithhoney,womenwerechoppingonionsandcarrots."Whatdoyouwant,Weasel?"thechiefcookaskedwhenhesawher.

           "Broth,"sheannounced."Mylordwantsbroth."

           Hejerkedhiscarvingknifeattheblackironkettleshungovertheflames."Whatdoyouthinkthatis?ThoughI’dsoonaspissinitasserveittothatgoat.Can’tevenletamanhaveanight’ssleep."Hespat."Well,neveryoumind,runbackandtellhimakettlecan’tbehurried."

           "I’mtowaithereuntilit’sdone."

           "Thenstayoutoftheway.Orbetteryet,makeyourselfofuse.Runtothebuttery;hisgoatshipwillbewantingbutterandcheese.WakeupPiaandtellhershe’dbestbenimbleforonce,ifshewantstokeepbothofherfeet."

           Sheranasfastasshecould.Piawasawakeintheloft,moaningunderoneoftheMummers,butsheslippedbackintoherclothesquickenoughwhensheheardAryashout.Shefilledsixbasketswithcrocksofbutterandbigwedgesofstinkycheesewrappedincloth."Here,helpmewiththese,"shetoldArya.

           "Ican’t.ButyoubetterhurryorVargoHoatwillchopoffyourfoot."ShedartedoffbeforePiacouldgrabher.Onthewayback,shewonderedwhynoneofthecaptiveshadtheirhandsorfeetchoppedoff.

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