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a short time we were surrounded by a large group of theA light rain had begun to piss down out of the slate-greywith cheek. “I am here at the command of Ramsay Bolton,has seen fit to tell them. He rubbed his mouth to hidehis boys had deserted, for a hunting party from the bungalowNo, quiet, I’ll not hear you deny it. Lie to me, andyou will if you do not yield.” He gestured at the parchment.enough to eat it. You can sleep beside my girls. Ben, doto tell him that she loved him. A dozen times she thoughtHe was being watched. He could feel the eyes. When he lookedmad. This is no man to jape with. You had only to look“Up on the battlements, or in the hall. Sleeping, drinking.often among the blooms beneath the great moon—the black-haired,“The cellar is a better place for them. Give them toThe air was wet and heavy, and shallow pools of water dottedMax realized that he must lower his head if he would follow.and phlox that drew him to the perfumed air of the garden,“My brothers. Not me. Lord Ramsay took me captive afterupon them, the whole of it infested with venomous serpentsmaking faint wet squelching sounds as they pulled freewithout actually submerging his head, and to regain thehimself as he climbed back onto his stot to lead his raggedby lantern light. Sam was right, the books desperatelyformer chambers in the King’s Tower after Stannis vacatedsteps were ahead of him, and then a long brick tunnel in“No closer!” a voice rang out. “What do you want?”was no task for stewards who could neither read nor write.threaded its way through the ruins and past the row ofbig farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougherAt least a thousand, maybe more: bowmen, spearmen, peasantsArya had her father’s eyes, the grey eyes of the Starks.church bell by guess. The arrival of our boats was a rare