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Edmure
swung
down
from
his
saddle
.
He
was
a
head
taller
than
she
was
,
but
he
would
always
be
her
little
brother
.
"
Cat
,
"
he
said
unhappily
,
"
Lord
Tywin
is
coming
—
"
"
He
is
making
for
the
west
,
to
defend
his
own
lands
.
If
we
close
our
gates
and
shelter
behind
the
walls
,
we
can
watch
him
pass
with
safety
.
"
"
This
is
Tully
land
,
"
Edmure
declared
.
"
If
Tywin
Lannister
thinks
to
cross
it
unbloodied
,
I
mean
to
teach
him
a
hard
lesson
.
"
The
same
lesson
you
taught
his
son
?
Her
brother
could
be
stubborn
as
river
rock
when
his
pride
was
touched
,
but
neither
of
them
was
likely
to
forget
how
Ser
Jaime
had
cut
Edmure
’
s
host
to
bloody
pieces
the
last
time
he
had
offered
battle
.
"
We
have
nothing
to
gain
and
everything
to
lose
by
meeting
Lord
Tywin
in
the
field
,
"
Catelyn
said
tactfully
.
"
The
yard
is
not
the
place
to
discuss
my
battle
plans
.
"
"
As
you
will
.
Where
shall
we
go
?
"
Her
brother
’
s
face
darkened
.
For
a
moment
she
thought
he
was
about
to
lose
his
temper
with
her
,
but
finally
he
snapped
,
"
The
godswood
.
If
you
will
insist
.
"
She
followed
him
along
a
gallery
to
the
godswood
gate
.
Edmure
’
s
anger
had
always
been
a
sulky
,
sullen
thing
.
Catelyn
was
sorry
she
had
wounded
him
,
but
the
matter
was
too
important
for
her
to
concern
herself
with
his
pride
.
When
they
were
alone
beneath
the
trees
,
Edmure
turned
to
face
her
.
"
You
do
not
have
the
strength
to
meet
the
Lannisters
in
the
field
,
"
she
said
bluntly
.
"
When
all
my
strength
is
marshaled
,
I
should
have
eight
thousand
foot
and
three
thousand
horse
,
"
Edmure
said
.
