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Hother
wanted
ships
.
"
There
’
s
wildlings
stealing
down
from
the
north
,
more
than
I
’
ve
ever
seen
before
.
They
cross
the
Bay
of
Seals
in
little
boats
and
wash
up
on
our
shores
.
The
crows
in
Eastwatch
are
too
few
to
stop
them
,
and
they
go
to
ground
quick
as
weasels
.
It
’
s
longships
we
need
,
aye
,
and
strong
men
to
sail
them
.
The
Greatjon
took
too
many
.
Half
our
harvest
is
gone
to
seed
for
want
of
arms
to
swing
the
scythes
.
"
Ser
Rodrik
pulled
at
his
whiskers
.
"
You
have
forests
of
tall
pine
and
old
oak
.
Lord
Manderly
has
shipwrights
and
sailors
in
plenty
.
Together
you
ought
to
be
able
to
float
enough
longships
to
guard
both
your
coasts
.
"
"
Manderly
?
"
Mors
Umber
snorted
.
"
That
great
waddling
sack
of
suet
?
His
own
people
mock
him
as
Lord
Lamprey
,
I
’
ve
heard
.
The
man
can
scarce
walk
.
If
you
stuck
a
sword
in
his
belly
,
ten
thousand
eels
would
wriggle
out
.
"
"
He
is
fat
,
"
Ser
Rodrik
admitted
,
"
but
he
is
not
stupid
.
You
will
work
with
him
,
or
the
king
will
know
the
reason
why
.
"
And
to
Bran
’
s
astonishment
,
the
truculent
Umbers
agreed
to
do
as
he
commanded
,
though
not
without
grumbling
.
While
they
were
sitting
at
audience
,
the
Glover
men
arrived
from
Deepwood
Motte
,
and
a
large
party
of
Tallharts
from
Torrhen
’
s
Square
.
Galbart
and
Robett
Glover
had
left
Deepwood
in
the
hands
of
Robett
’
s
wife
,
but
it
was
their
steward
who
came
to
Winterfell
.
"
My
lady
begs
that
you
excuse
her
absence
.
Her
babes
are
still
too
young
for
such
a
journey
,
and
she
was
loath
to
leave
them
.
"
Bran
soon
realized
that
it
was
the
steward
,
not
Lady
Glover
,
who
truly
ruled
at
Deepwood
Motte
.
The
man
allowed
that
he
was
at
present
setting
aside
only
a
tenth
of
his
harvest
.
A
hedge
wizard
had
told
him
there
would
be
a
bountiful
spirit
summer
before
the
cold
set
in
,
he
claimed
.
Maester
Luwin
had
a
number
of
choice
things
to
say
about
hedge
wizards
.
Ser
Rodrik
commanded
the
man
to
set
aside
a
fifth
,
and
questioned
the
steward
closely
about
Lord
Hornwood
’
s
bastard
,
the
boy
Larence
Snow
.
In
the
north
,
all
highborn
bastards
took
the
surname
Snow
.
This
lad
was
near
twelve
,
and
the
steward
praised
his
wits
and
courage
.
"
Your
notion
about
the
bastard
may
have
merit
,
Bran
,
"
Maester
Luwin
said
after
.
"
One
day
you
will
be
a
good
lord
for
Winterfell
,
I
think
.
"
"
No
I
won
’
t
.
"
Bran
knew
he
would
never
be
a
lord
,
no
more
than
he
could
be
a
knight
.
"
Robb
’
s
to
marry
some
Frey
girl
,
you
told
me
so
yourself
,
and
the
Walders
say
the
same
.
He
’
ll
have
sons
,
and
they
’
ll
be
the
lords
of
Winterfell
after
him
,
not
me
.
"
"
It
may
be
so
,
Bran
,
"
Ser
Rodrik
said
,
"
but
I
was
wed
three
times
and
my
wives
gave
me
daughters
.
Now
only
Beth
remains
to
me
.
My
brother
Martyn
fathered
four
strong
sons
,
yet
only
Jory
lived
to
be
a
man
.
When
he
was
slain
,
Martyn
’
s
line
died
with
him
.
When
we
speak
of
the
morrow
nothing
is
ever
certain
.
"
