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"
If
you
swear
to
me
you
'll
sleep
.
"
Robb
went
to
the
window
,
but
as
he
reached
for
the
shutters
another
sound
was
added
to
the
mournful
howling
of
the
direwolves
.
"
Dogs
,
"
he
said
,
listening
.
"
All
the
dogs
are
barking
.
They
've
never
done
that
before
...
"
Catelyn
heard
his
breath
catch
in
his
throat
.
When
she
looked
up
,
his
face
was
pale
in
the
lamplight
.
"
Fire
,
"
he
whispered
.
Fire
,
she
thought
,
and
then
,
Bran
!
"
Help
me
,
"
she
said
urgently
,
sitting
up
.
"
Help
me
with
Bran
.
"
Robb
did
not
seem
to
hear
her
.
"
The
library
tower
's
on
fire
,
"
he
said
.
Catelyn
could
see
the
flickering
reddish
light
through
the
open
window
now
.
She
sagged
with
relief
.
Bran
was
safe
.
The
library
was
across
the
bailey
,
there
was
no
way
the
fire
would
reach
them
here
.
"
Thank
the
gods
,
"
she
whispered
.
Robb
looked
at
her
as
if
she
'd
gone
mad
.
"
Mother
,
stay
here
.
I
'll
come
back
as
soon
as
the
fire
's
out
.
"
He
ran
then
.
She
heard
him
shout
to
the
guards
outside
the
room
,
heard
them
descending
together
in
a
wild
rush
,
taking
the
stairs
two
and
three
at
a
time
.
Outside
,
there
were
shouts
of
"
Fire
!
"
in
the
yard
,
screams
,
running
footsteps
,
the
whinny
of
frightened
horses
,
and
the
frantic
barking
of
the
castle
dogs
.
The
howling
was
gone
,
she
realized
as
she
listened
to
the
cacophony
.
The
direwolves
had
fallen
silent
.
Catelyn
said
a
silent
prayer
of
thanks
to
the
seven
faces
of
god
as
she
went
to
the
window
.
Across
the
bailey
,
long
tongues
of
flame
shot
from
the
windows
of
the
library
.
She
watched
the
smoke
rise
into
the
sky
and
thought
sadly
of
all
the
books
the
Starks
had
gathered
over
the
centuries
.
Then
she
closed
the
shutters
.
When
she
turned
away
from
the
window
,
the
man
was
in
the
room
with
her
.
"
You
were
n't
s
'
posed
to
be
here
,
"
he
muttered
sourly
.
"
No
one
was
s
'
posed
to
be
here
.
"
