He will not cross, Ned promised. I loved that old man. The others scattered to their mounts, muttering. I won't run, if that's what you mean.
In the quiet she could hear them, far off yet moving closer; the tread of many horses, the rattle of swords and spears and armor, the murmur of human voices, with here a laugh, and there a curse. The palanquin slowed and stopped. Our enemies hold the Twins and Moat Cailin. The master of coin finds the money.
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