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Sansa

           

           "Thelittlebirdthinksshehaswings,doesshe?Ordoyoumeantoendupcrippledlikethatbrotherofyours?"

           Sansatwistedinhisgrasp."Iwasn’tgoingtofall.Itwasonly...youstartledme,that’sall."

           "YoumeanIscaredyou.Andstilldo."

           Shetookadeepbreathtocalmherself."IthoughtIwasalone,I..."Sheglancedaway.

           "Thelittlebirdstillcan’tbeartolookatme,canshe?"TheHoundreleasedher."Youweregladenoughtoseemyfacewhenthemobhadyou,though.Remember?"

           Sansarememberedalltoowell.Sherememberedthewaytheyhadhowled,thefeelofthebloodrunningdownhercheekfromwherethestonehadstruckher,andthegarlicstinkonthebreathofthemanwhohadtriedtopullherfromherhorse.Shecouldstillfeelthecruelpinchoffingersonherwristasshelostherbalanceandbegantofall.

           She’dthoughtshewasgoingtodiethen,butthefingershadtwitched,allfiveatonce,andthemanhadshriekedloudasahorse.Whenhishandfellaway,anotherhand,stronger,shovedherbackintohersaddle.Themanwiththegarlickybreathwasontheground,bloodpumpingoutthestumpofhisarm,buttherewereothersallaround,somewithclubsinhand.TheHoundleaptatthem,hisswordablurofsteelthattrailedaredmistasitswung.Whentheybrokeandranbeforehimhehadlaughed,histerribleburnedfaceforamomenttransformed.

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