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"
It
has
a
name
,
does
it
?
"
Her
father
sighed
.
"
Ah
,
Arya
.
You
have
a
wildness
in
you
,
child
.
'
The
wolf
blood
,
'
my
father
used
to
call
it
.
Lyanna
had
a
touch
of
it
,
and
my
brother
Brandon
more
than
a
touch
.
It
brought
them
both
to
an
early
grave
.
"
Arya
heard
sadness
in
his
voice
;
he
did
not
often
speak
of
his
father
,
or
of
the
brother
and
sister
who
had
died
before
she
was
born
.
"
Lyanna
might
have
carried
a
sword
,
if
my
lord
father
had
allowed
it
.
You
remind
me
of
her
sometimes
.
You
even
look
like
her
.
"
"
Lyanna
was
beautiful
,
"
Arya
said
,
startled
.
Everybody
said
so
.
It
was
not
a
thing
that
was
ever
said
of
Arya
.
"
She
was
,
"
Eddard
Stark
agreed
,
"
beautiful
,
and
willful
,
and
dead
before
her
time
.
"
He
lifted
the
sword
,
held
it
out
between
them
.
"
Arya
,
what
did
you
think
to
do
with
this
...
Needle
?
Who
did
you
hope
to
skewer
?
Your
sister
?
Septa
Mordane
?
Do
you
know
the
first
thing
about
sword
fighting
?
"
All
she
could
think
of
was
the
lesson
Jon
had
given
her
.
"
Stick
them
with
the
pointy
end
,
"
she
blurted
out
.
Her
father
snorted
back
laughter
.
"
That
is
the
essence
of
it
,
I
suppose
.
"
Arya
desperately
wanted
to
explain
,
to
make
him
see
.
"
I
was
trying
to
learn
,
but
...
"
Her
eyes
filled
with
tears
.
"
I
asked
Mycah
to
practice
with
me
.
"
The
grief
came
on
her
all
at
once
.
She
turned
away
,
shaking
.
"
I
asked
him
,
"
she
cried
.
"
It
was
my
fault
,
it
was
me
...
"
Suddenly
her
father
's
arms
were
around
her
.
He
held
her
gently
as
she
turned
to
him
and
sobbed
against
his
chest
.
"
No
,
sweet
one
,
"
he
murmured
.
"
Grieve
for
your
friend
,
but
never
blame
yourself
.
You
did
not
kill
the
butcher
's
boy
.
That
murder
lies
at
the
Hound
's
door
,
him
and
the
cruel
woman
he
serves
.
"
"
I
hate
them
,
"
Arya
confided
,
red-faced
,
sniffling
.
"
The
Hound
and
the
queen
and
the
king
and
Prince
Joffrey
.
I
hate
all
of
them
.
Joffrey
lied
,
it
was
n't
the
way
he
said
.
I
hate
Sansa
too
.
She
did
remember
,
she
just
lied
so
Joffrey
would
like
her
.
"
"
We
all
lie
,
"
her
father
said
.
"
Or
did
you
truly
think
I
'd
believe
that
Nymeria
ran
off
?
"
