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"
Why
should
I
wager
my
feet
for
the
chance
to
sweat
in
Winterfell
in
place
of
Harrenhal
?
You
know
old
Ben
Blackthumb
?
He
came
here
as
a
boy
.
Smithed
for
Lady
Whent
and
her
father
before
her
and
his
father
before
him
,
and
even
for
Lord
Lothston
who
held
Harrenhal
before
the
Whents
.
Now
he
smiths
for
Lord
Tywin
,
and
you
know
what
he
says
?
A
sword
s
a
sword
,
a
helm
s
a
helm
,
and
if
you
reach
in
the
fire
you
get
burned
,
no
matter
who
you
re
serving
.
Lucan
s
a
fair
enough
master
.
I
ll
stay
here
.
"
"
The
queen
will
catch
you
,
then
.
She
didn
t
send
gold
cloaks
after
Ben
Blackthumb
!
"
"
Likely
it
wasn
t
even
me
they
wanted
.
"
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"
It
was
too
,
you
know
it
.
You
re
somebody
.
"
"
I
m
a
prentice
smith
,
and
one
day
might
be
I
ll
make
a
master
armorer
.
.
.
if
I
don
t
run
off
and
lose
my
feet
or
get
myself
killed
.
"
He
turned
away
from
her
,
picked
up
his
hammer
once
more
,
and
began
to
bang
.
Arya
s
hands
curled
into
helpless
fists
.
"
The
next
helm
you
make
,
put
mule
s
ears
on
it
in
place
of
bull
s
horns
!
"
She
had
to
flee
,
or
else
she
would
have
started
hitting
him
.
He
probably
wouldn
t
even
feel
it
if
I
did
.
When
they
find
who
he
is
and
cut
off
his
stupid
mule
head
,
he
ll
be
sorry
he
didn
t
help
.
She
was
better
off
without
him
anyhow
.
He
was
the
one
who
got
her
caught
at
the
village
.
But
thinking
of
the
village
made
her
remember
the
march
,
and
the
storeroom
,
and
the
Tickler
.
She
thought
of
the
little
boy
who
d
been
hit
in
the
face
with
the
mace
,
of
stupid
old
All
-
for
-
Joffrey
,
of
Lommy
Greenhands
.
I
was
a
sheep
,
and
then
I
was
a
mouse
,
I
couldn
t
do
anything
but
hide
.
Arya
chewed
her
lip
and
tried
to
think
when
her
courage
had
come
back
.
Jaqen
made
me
brave
again
.
He
made
me
a
ghost
instead
of
a
mouse
.
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She
had
been
avoiding
the
Lorathi
since
Weese
s
death
.
Chiswyck
had
been
easy
,
anyone
could
push
a
man
off
the
wallwalk
,
but
Weese
had
raised
that
ugly
spotted
dog
from
a
pup
,
and
only
some
dark
magic
could
have
turned
the
animal
against
him
.
Yoren
found
Jaqen
in
a
black
cell
,
the
same
as
Rorge
and
Biter
,
she
remembered
.
Jaqen
did
something
horrible
and
Yoren
knew
,
that
s
why
he
kept
him
in
chains
.
If
the
Lorathi
was
a
wizard
,
Rorge
and
Biter
could
be
demons
he
called
up
from
some
hell
,
not
men
at
all
.
Jaqen
still
owed
her
one
death
.
In
Old
Nan
s
stories
about
men
who
were
given
magic
wishes
by
a
grumkin
,
you
had
to
be
especially
careful
with
the
third
wish
,
because
it
was
the
last
.
Chiswyck
and
Weese
hadn
t
been
very
important
.
The
last
death
has
to
count
,
Arya
told
herself
every
night
when
she
whispered
her
names
.
But
now
she
wondered
if
that
was
truly
the
reason
she
had
hesitated
.
So
long
as
she
could
kill
with
a
whisper
,
Arya
need
not
be
afraid
of
anyone
.
.
.
but
once
she
used
up
the
last
death
,
she
would
only
be
a
mouse
again
.