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They
were
all
three
of
an
age
with
Lord
Hoster
,
men
who
had
spent
their
lives
in
her
father
’
s
service
.
Old
men
,
Catelyn
realized
.
Edmure
wore
a
blue
-
and
-
red
cloak
over
a
tunic
embroidered
with
silver
fish
.
From
the
look
of
him
,
he
had
not
shaved
since
she
rode
south
;
his
beard
was
a
fiery
bush
.
"
Cat
,
it
is
good
to
have
you
safely
back
.
When
we
heard
of
Renly
’
s
death
,
we
feared
for
your
life
.
And
Lord
Tywin
is
on
the
march
as
well
.
"
"
So
I
am
told
.
How
fares
our
father
?
"
"
One
day
he
seems
stronger
,
the
next
.
.
.
"
He
shook
his
head
.
"
He
’
s
asked
for
you
.
I
did
not
know
what
to
tell
him
.
"
"
I
will
go
to
him
soon
,
"
she
vowed
.
"
Has
there
been
word
from
Storm
’
s
End
since
Renly
died
?
Or
from
Bitterbridge
?
"
No
ravens
came
to
men
on
the
road
,
and
Catelyn
was
anxious
to
know
what
had
happened
behind
her
.
"
Nothing
from
Bitterbridge
.
From
Storm
’
s
End
,
three
birds
from
the
castellan
,
Ser
Cortnay
Penrose
,
all
carrying
the
same
plea
.
Stannis
has
him
surrounded
by
land
and
sea
.
He
offers
his
allegiance
to
whatsoever
king
will
break
the
siege
.
He
fears
for
the
boy
,
he
says
.
What
boy
would
that
be
,
do
you
know
?
"
"
Edric
Storm
,
"
Brienne
told
them
.
"
Robert
’
s
bastard
son
.
"
Edmure
looked
at
her
curiously
.
"
Stannis
has
sworn
that
the
garrison
might
go
free
,
unharmed
,
provided
they
yield
the
castle
within
the
fortnight
and
deliver
the
boy
into
his
hands
,
but
Ser
Cortnay
will
not
consent
.
"
He
risks
all
for
a
baseborn
boy
whose
blood
is
not
even
his
own
,
Catelyn
thought
.
"
Did
you
send
him
an
answer
?
"
Edmure
shook
his
head
.
"
Why
,
when
we
have
neither
help
nor
hope
to
offer
?
And
Stannis
is
no
enemy
of
ours
.
"
