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Alyn
shook
him
roughly
from
his
dreams
and
Ned
stumbled
into
the
predawn
chill
,
groggy
from
sleep
,
to
find
his
horse
saddled
and
the
king
already
mounted
.
Robert
wore
thick
brown
gloves
and
a
heavy
fur
cloak
with
a
hood
that
covered
his
ears
,
and
looked
for
all
the
world
like
a
bear
sitting
a
horse
.
"
Up
,
Stark
!
"
he
roared
.
"
Up
,
up
!
We
have
matters
of
state
to
discuss
.
"
"
By
all
means
,
"
Ned
said
.
"
Come
inside
,
Your
Grace
.
"
Alyn
lifted
the
flap
of
the
tent
.
"
No
,
no
,
no
,
"
Robert
said
.
His
breath
steamed
with
every
word
.
"
The
camp
is
full
of
ears
.
Besides
,
I
want
to
ride
out
and
taste
this
country
of
yours
.
"
Ser
Boros
and
Ser
Meryn
waited
behind
him
with
a
dozen
guardsmen
,
Ned
saw
.
There
was
nothing
to
do
but
rub
the
sleep
from
his
eyes
,
dress
,
and
mount
up
.
Robert
set
the
pace
,
driving
his
huge
black
destrier
hard
as
Ned
galloped
along
beside
him
,
trying
to
keep
up
.
He
called
out
a
question
as
they
rode
,
but
the
wind
blew
his
words
away
,
and
the
king
did
not
hear
him
.
After
that
Ned
rode
in
silence
.
They
soon
left
the
kingsroad
and
took
off
across
rolling
plains
dark
with
mist
.
By
then
the
guard
had
fallen
back
a
small
distance
,
safely
out
of
earshot
,
but
still
Robert
would
not
slow
.
Dawn
broke
as
they
crested
a
low
ridge
,
and
finally
the
king
pulled
up
.
By
then
they
were
miles
south
of
the
main
party
.
Robert
was
flushed
and
exhilarated
as
Ned
reined
up
beside
him
.
"
Gods
,
"
he
swore
,
laughing
,
"
it
feels
good
to
get
out
and
ride
the
way
a
man
was
meant
to
ride
!
I
swear
,
Ned
,
this
creeping
along
is
enough
to
drive
a
man
mad
.
"
He
had
never
been
a
patient
man
,
Robert
Baratheon
.
"
That
damnable
wheelhouse
,
the
way
it
creaks
and
groans
,
climbing
every
bump
in
the
road
as
if
it
were
a
mountain
...
I
promise
you
,
if
that
wretched
thing
breaks
another
axle
,
I
'm
going
to
burn
it
,
and
Cersei
can
walk
!
"
Ned
laughed
.
"
I
will
gladly
light
the
torch
for
you
.
"
"
Good
man
!
"
The
king
clapped
him
on
the
shoulder
.
"
I
've
half
a
mind
to
leave
them
all
behind
and
just
keep
going
.
"
A
smile
touched
Ned
's
lips
.
"
I
do
believe
you
mean
it
.
"
"
I
do
,
I
do
,
"
the
king
said
.
"
What
do
you
say
,
Ned
?
Just
you
and
me
,
two
vagabond
knights
on
the
kingsroad
,
our
swords
at
our
sides
and
the
gods
know
what
in
front
of
us
,
and
maybe
a
farmer
's
daughter
or
a
tavern
wench
to
warm
our
beds
tonight
.
"
