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Tyrion

           "Nextyou’llbetellingmeyouwantthemsober."

           "Itcouldn’thurt."

           Tyriononlywishedhecouldaseasilymakecitywallstwiceastallandthreetimesasthick.Thoughperhapsitdidnotmatter.MassivewallsandtalltowershadnotsavedStorm’sEnd,norHarrenhal,norevenWinterfell.

           HerememberedWinterfellashehadlastseenit.NotasgrotesquelyhugeasHarrenhal,norassolidandimpregnabletolookatasStorm’sEnd,yettherehadbeenagreatstrengthinthosestones,asensethatwithinthosewallsamanmightfeelsafe.Thenewsofthecastle’sfallhadcomeasawrenchingshock."Thegodsgivewithonehandandtakewiththeother,"hemutteredunderhisbreathwhenVarystoldhim.TheyhadgiventheStarksHarrenhalandtakenWinterfell,adismalexchange.

           Nodoubtheshouldberejoicing.RobbStarkwouldhavetoturnnorthnow.Ifhecouldnotdefendhisownhomeandhearth,hewasnosortofkingatall.Itmeantreprieveforthewest,forHouseLannister,andyet...

           TyrionhadonlythevaguestmemoryofTheonGreyjoyfromhistimewiththeStarks.Acallowyouth,alwayssmiling,skilledwithabow;itwashardtoimaginehimasLordofWinterfell.TheLordofWinterfellwouldalwaysbeaStark.

           Herememberedtheirgodswood;thetallsentinelsarmoredintheirgrey-greenneedles,thegreatoaks,thehawthornandashandsoldierpines,andatthecenterthehearttreestandinglikesomepalegiantfrozenintime.

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