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"
Well
,
I
’
m
no
great
warrior
like
you
,
brother
,
"
She
quaffed
half
a
horn
of
ale
and
wiped
her
mouth
with
the
back
of
her
hand
.
"
I
saw
the
heads
above
your
gates
.
Tell
me
true
,
which
one
gave
you
the
fiercest
fight
,
the
cripple
or
the
babe
?
"
Theon
could
feel
the
blood
rushing
to
his
face
.
He
took
no
joy
from
those
heads
,
no
more
than
he
had
in
displaying
the
headless
bodies
of
the
children
before
the
castle
.
Old
Nan
stood
with
her
soft
toothless
mouth
opening
and
closing
soundlessly
,
and
Farlen
threw
himself
at
Theon
,
snarling
like
one
of
his
hounds
.
Urzen
and
Cadwyl
had
to
beat
him
senseless
with
the
butts
of
their
spears
.
How
did
I
come
to
this
?
he
remembered
thinking
as
he
stood
over
the
fly
-
speckled
bodies
.
Only
Maester
Luwin
had
the
stomach
to
come
near
.
Stone
-
faced
,
the
small
grey
man
had
begged
leave
to
sew
the
boys
’
heads
back
onto
their
shoulders
,
so
they
might
be
laid
in
the
crypts
below
with
the
other
Stark
dead
.
"
No
,
"
Theon
had
told
him
.
"
Not
the
crypts
.
"
"
But
why
,
my
lord
?
Surely
they
cannot
harm
you
now
.
It
is
where
they
belong
.
All
the
bones
of
the
Starks
—
"
"
I
said
no
.
"
He
needed
the
heads
for
the
wall
,
but
he
had
burned
the
headless
bodies
that
very
day
,
in
all
their
finery
.
Afterward
he
had
knelt
amongst
the
bones
and
ashes
to
retrieve
a
slag
of
melted
silver
and
cracked
jet
,
all
that
remained
of
the
wolf
’
s
-
head
brooch
that
had
once
been
Bran
’
s
.
He
had
it
still
.
"
I
treated
Bran
and
Rickon
generously
,
"
he
told
his
sister
.
"
They
brought
their
fate
on
themselves
.
"
"
As
do
we
all
,
little
brother
.
"
His
patience
was
at
an
end
.
"
How
do
you
expect
me
to
hold
Winterfell
if
you
bring
me
only
twenty
men
?
"
"
Ten
,
"
Asha
corrected
.
"
The
others
return
with
me
.
You
wouldn
’
t
want
your
own
sweet
sister
to
brave
the
dangers
of
the
wood
without
an
escort
,
would
you
?
There
are
direwolves
prowling
the
dark
.
"
She
uncoiled
from
the
great
stone
seat
and
rose
to
her
feet
.
"
Come
,
let
us
go
somewhere
we
can
speak
more
privily
.
"
