She was the blood of the dragon, and the fire was in her. Still as stone, Arya told herself, quiet as a shadow. Help them defeat the Lannisters and save Father and bring them home. The bird peered down at him with those beady black eyes, ruffling its wings.
A freerider in a faded blue cloak lurched to his feet. Dropping to the floor in front of a startled scrubwoman, she hopped up, brushed the rushes off her clothes, and was off again, out the door and al Jon looked up happily as his uncle Ben put a hand on his head and ruffled his hair much as Jon had ruffled the wolf s. Ser Ilyn drew a two-handed greatsword from the scabbard on his back.
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