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Arya
blushed
guiltily
.
"
Jory
promised
not
to
tell
.
"
"
Jory
kept
his
word
,
"
her
father
said
with
a
smile
.
"
There
are
some
things
I
do
not
need
to
be
told
.
Even
a
blind
man
could
see
that
wolf
would
never
have
left
you
willingly
.
"
"
We
had
to
throw
rocks
,
"
she
said
miserably
.
"
I
told
her
to
run
,
to
go
be
free
,
that
I
did
n't
want
her
anymore
.
There
were
other
wolves
for
her
to
play
with
,
we
heard
them
howling
,
and
Jory
said
the
woods
were
full
of
game
,
so
she
'd
have
deer
to
hunt
.
Only
she
kept
following
,
and
finally
we
had
to
throw
rocks
.
I
hit
her
twice
.
She
whined
and
looked
at
me
and
I
felt
so
's
hamed
,
but
it
was
right
,
was
n't
it
?
The
queen
would
have
killed
her
.
"
"
It
was
right
,
"
her
father
said
.
"
And
even
the
lie
was
...
not
without
honor
.
"
He
'd
put
Needle
aside
when
he
went
to
Arya
to
embrace
her
.
Now
he
took
the
blade
up
again
and
walked
to
the
window
,
where
he
stood
for
a
moment
,
looking
out
across
the
courtyard
.
When
he
turned
back
,
his
eyes
were
thoughtful
.
He
seated
himself
on
the
window
seat
,
Needle
across
his
lap
.
"
Arya
,
sit
down
.
I
need
to
try
and
explain
some
things
to
you
.
"
She
perched
anxiously
on
the
edge
of
her
bed
.
"
You
are
too
young
to
be
burdened
with
all
my
cares
,
"
he
told
her
,
"
but
you
are
also
a
Stark
of
Winterfell
.
You
know
our
words
.
"
"
Winter
is
coming
,
"
Arya
whispered
.
"
The
hard
cruel
times
,
"
her
father
said
.
"
We
tasted
them
on
the
Trident
,
child
,
and
when
Bran
fell
.
You
were
born
in
the
long
summer
,
sweet
one
,
you
've
never
known
anything
else
,
but
now
the
winter
is
truly
coming
.
Remember
the
sigil
of
our
House
,
Arya
.
"
"
The
direwolf
,
"
she
said
,
thinking
of
Nymeria
.
She
hugged
her
knees
against
her
chest
,
suddenly
afraid
.
"
Let
me
tell
you
something
about
wolves
,
child
.
When
the
snows
fall
and
the
white
winds
blow
,
the
lone
wolf
dies
,
but
the
pack
survives
.
Summer
is
the
time
for
squabbles
.
In
winter
,
we
must
protect
one
another
,
keep
each
other
warm
,
share
our
strengths
.
So
if
you
must
hate
,
Arya
,
hate
those
who
would
truly
do
us
harm
.
Septa
Mordane
is
a
good
woman
,
and
Sansa
...
Sansa
is
your
sister
.
You
may
be
as
different
as
the
sun
and
the
moon
,
but
the
same
blood
flows
through
both
your
hearts
.
You
need
her
,
as
she
needs
you
...
and
I
need
both
of
you
,
gods
help
me
.
"
