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"
It
will
not
serve
.
By
the
time
the
birds
reach
—
"
"
Send
them
!
"
Knocking
the
platter
of
food
aside
with
a
swipe
of
his
arm
,
he
pushed
off
the
blankets
and
rose
from
Ned
Stark
’
s
bed
naked
and
angry
.
"
Or
do
you
want
me
dead
?
Is
that
it
,
Luwin
?
The
truth
now
.
"
The
small
grey
man
was
unafraid
.
"
My
order
serves
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
whom
?
"
"
The
realm
,
"
Maester
Luwin
said
,
"
and
Winterfell
.
Theon
,
once
I
taught
you
sums
and
letters
,
history
and
warcraft
.
And
might
have
taught
you
more
,
had
you
wished
to
learn
.
I
will
not
claim
to
bear
you
any
great
love
,
no
,
but
I
cannot
hate
you
either
.
Even
if
I
did
,
so
long
as
you
hold
Winterfell
I
am
bound
by
oath
to
give
you
counsel
.
So
now
I
counsel
you
to
yield
.
"
Theon
stooped
to
scoop
a
puddled
cloak
off
the
floor
,
shook
off
the
rushes
,
and
draped
it
over
his
shoulders
.
A
fire
,
I
’
ll
have
a
fire
,
and
clean
garb
.
Where
’
s
Wex
?
I
’
ll
not
go
to
my
grave
in
dirty
clothes
.
"
You
have
no
hope
of
holding
here
,
"
the
maester
went
on
.
"
If
your
lord
father
meant
to
send
you
aid
,
he
would
have
done
so
by
now
.
It
is
the
Neck
that
concerns
him
.
The
battle
for
the
north
will
be
fought
amidst
the
ruins
of
Moat
Cailin
.
"
"
That
may
be
so
,
"
said
Theon
.
"
And
so
long
as
I
hold
Winterfell
,
Ser
Rodrik
and
Stark
’
s
lords
bannermen
cannot
march
south
to
take
my
uncle
in
the
rear
.
"
I
am
not
so
innocent
of
warcraft
as
you
think
,
old
man
.
"
I
have
food
enough
to
stand
a
year
’
s
siege
,
if
need
be
.
"
"
There
will
be
no
siege
.
Perhaps
they
will
spend
a
day
or
two
fashioning
ladders
and
tying
grapnels
to
the
ends
of
ropes
.
But
soon
enough
they
will
come
over
your
walls
in
a
hundred
places
at
once
.
You
may
be
able
to
hold
the
keep
for
a
time
,
but
the
castle
will
fall
within
the
hour
.
You
would
do
better
to
open
your
gates
and
ask
for
—
"
"
—
mercy
?
I
know
what
kind
of
mercy
they
have
for
me
.
"