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And
I
thought
Ned
Stark
cold
.
"
And
who
are
you
?
"
"
Helya
,
who
keeps
this
castle
for
your
lord
father
.
"
"
Sylas
was
steward
here
.
They
called
him
Sourmouth
.
"
Even
now
,
Theon
could
recall
the
winey
stench
of
the
old
man
’
s
breath
.
"
Dead
these
five
years
,
m
’
lord
.
"
"
And
what
of
Maester
Qalen
,
where
is
he
?
"
"
He
sleeps
in
the
sea
.
Wendamyr
keeps
the
ravens
now
.
"
It
is
as
if
I
were
a
stranger
here
,
Theon
thought
.
Nothing
has
changed
,
and
yet
everything
has
changed
.
"
Show
me
to
my
chambers
,
woman
,
"
he
commanded
.
Bowing
stiffly
,
she
led
him
across
the
headland
to
the
bridge
.
That
at
least
was
as
he
remembered
;
the
ancient
stones
slick
with
spray
and
spotted
by
lichen
,
the
sea
foaming
under
their
feet
like
some
great
wild
beast
,
the
salt
wind
clutching
at
their
clothes
.
Whenever
he
’
d
imagined
his
homecoming
,
he
had
always
pictured
himself
returning
to
the
snug
bedchamber
in
the
Sea
Tower
,
where
he
’
d
slept
as
a
child
.
Instead
the
old
woman
led
him
to
the
Bloody
Keep
.
The
halls
here
were
larger
and
better
furnished
,
if
no
less
cold
nor
damp
.
Theon
was
given
a
suite
of
chilly
rooms
with
ceilings
so
high
that
they
were
lost
in
gloom
.
He
might
have
been
more
impressed
if
he
had
not
known
that
these
were
the
very
chambers
that
had
given
the
Bloody
Keep
its
name
.
A
thousand
years
before
,
the
sons
of
the
River
King
had
been
slaughtered
here
,
hacked
to
bits
in
their
beds
so
that
pieces
of
their
bodies
might
be
sent
back
to
their
father
on
the
mainland
.
But
Greyjoys
were
not
murdered
in
Pyke
except
once
in
a
great
while
by
their
brothers
,
and
his
brothers
were
both
dead
.
It
was
not
fear
of
ghosts
that
made
him
glance
about
with
distaste
.
The
wall
hangings
were
green
with
mildew
,
the
mattress
musty
-
smelling
and
sagging
,
the
rushes
old
and
brittle
.
Years
had
come
and
gone
since
these
chambers
had
last
been
opened
.
The
damp
went
bone
-
deep
.
"
I
’
ll
have
a
basin
of
hot
water
and
a
fire
in
this
hearth
,
"
he
told
the
crone
.
"
See
that
they
light
braziers
in
the
other
rooms
to
drive
out
some
of
the
chill
.
