Bran watched them from the balcony of Maester Luwin's turret, listening to them grunt and strain and curse as they swung their staves and wooden swords. But the Starks will endure. MARTINHe led the mare off the road, behind a thick stand of grey-green sentinels. The town was afire, black plumes of smoke roiling and tumbling as they rose into a hard blue sky.
His pup, Bran realized . Ned felt sick. He watched, wide-eyed and frightened, his breath tight in his throat. n't warm to her, I had others he might have had, young ones, old ones, virgins, widows, whatever he wanted.
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