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Catelyn
remembered
the
day
when
her
boys
had
found
the
pups
in
the
late
summer
snows
.
There
had
been
five
,
three
male
and
two
female
for
the
five
trueborn
children
of
House
Stark
.
.
.
and
a
sixth
,
white
of
fur
and
red
of
eye
,
for
Ned
’
s
bastard
son
Jon
Snow
.
No
common
wolves
,
she
thought
.
No
indeed
.
That
night
as
they
made
their
camp
,
Brienne
sought
out
her
tent
.
"
My
lady
,
you
are
safely
back
among
your
own
now
,
a
day
’
s
ride
from
your
brother
’
s
castle
.
Give
me
leave
to
go
.
"
Catelyn
should
not
have
been
surprised
.
The
homely
young
woman
had
kept
to
herself
all
through
their
journey
,
spending
most
of
her
time
with
the
horses
,
brushing
out
their
coats
and
pulling
stones
from
their
shoes
.
She
had
helped
Shadd
cook
and
clean
game
as
well
,
and
soon
proved
that
she
could
hunt
as
well
as
any
.
Any
task
Catelyn
asked
her
to
turn
her
hand
to
,
Brienne
had
performed
deftly
and
without
complaint
,
and
when
she
was
spoken
to
she
answered
politely
,
but
she
never
chattered
,
nor
wept
,
nor
laughed
.
She
had
ridden
with
them
every
day
and
slept
among
them
every
night
without
ever
truly
becoming
one
of
them
.
It
was
the
same
when
she
was
with
Renly
,
Catelyn
thought
.
At
the
feast
,
in
the
melee
,
even
in
Renly
’
s
pavilion
with
her
brothers
of
the
Rainbow
Guard
.
There
are
walls
around
this
one
higher
than
Winterfell
’
s
.
"
If
you
left
us
,
where
would
you
go
?
"
Catelyn
asked
her
.
"
Back
,
"
Brienne
said
.
"
To
Storm
’
s
End
.
"
"
Alone
.
"
It
was
not
a
question
.
The
broad
face
was
a
pool
of
still
water
,
giving
no
hint
of
what
might
live
in
the
depths
below
.
"
Yes
.
"
"
You
mean
to
kill
Stannis
.
"
