I've half a mind to leave them all behind and just keep going. Ned saw Vayon Poole, his own steward, and called out. Not for the first time, she reflected on what a strange people these northerners; were. They say so, Ned agreed, but not of Robert.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jon glimpsed a pale shape moving through the trees. You are mistaken, Maester, Catelyn said. You could do it, she told herself. It was said that the children of the forest had carved the faces in the trees during the dawn centuries before the coming of the First Men across the narrow sea.
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