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"
A
little
,
"
she
admitted
.
"
He
is
only
three
.
"
Ned
frowned
.
"
He
must
learn
to
face
his
fears
.
He
will
not
be
three
forever
.
And
winter
is
coming
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
Catelyn
agreed
.
The
words
gave
her
a
chill
,
as
they
always
did
.
The
Stark
words
.
Every
noble
house
had
its
words
.
Family
mottoes
,
touchstones
,
prayers
of
sorts
,
they
boasted
of
honor
and
glory
,
promised
loyalty
and
truth
,
swore
faith
and
courage
.
All
but
the
Starks
.
Winter
is
coming
,
said
the
Stark
words
.
Not
for
the
first
time
,
she
reflected
on
what
a
strange
people
these
northerners
were
.
"
The
man
died
well
,
I
'll
give
him
that
,
"
Ned
said
.
He
had
a
swatch
of
oiled
leather
in
one
hand
.
He
ran
it
lightly
up
the
greatsword
as
he
spoke
,
polishing
the
metal
to
a
dark
glow
.
"
I
was
glad
for
Bran
's
sake
.
You
would
have
been
proud
of
Bran
.
"
"
I
am
always
proud
of
Bran
,
"
Catelyn
replied
,
watching
the
sword
as
he
stroked
it
.
She
could
see
the
rippling
deep
within
the
steel
,
where
the
metal
had
been
folded
back
on
itself
a
hundred
times
in
the
forging
.
Catelyn
had
no
love
for
swords
,
but
she
could
not
deny
that
Ice
had
its
own
beauty
.
It
had
been
forged
in
Valyria
,
before
the
Doom
had
come
to
the
old
Freehold
,
when
the
ironsmiths
had
worked
their
metal
with
spells
as
well
as
hammers
.
Four
hundred
years
old
it
was
,
and
as
sharp
as
the
day
it
was
forged
.
The
name
it
bore
was
older
still
,
a
legacy
from
the
age
of
heroes
,
when
the
Starks
were
Kings
in
the
North
.
"
He
was
the
fourth
this
year
,
"
Ned
said
grimly
.
"
The
poor
man
was
half-mad
.
Something
had
put
a
fear
in
him
so
deep
that
my
words
could
not
reach
him
.
"
He
sighed
.
"
Ben
writes
that
the
strength
of
the
Night
's
Watch
is
down
below
a
thousand
.
It
's
not
only
desertions
.
They
are
losing
men
on
rangings
as
well
.
"
"
Is
it
the
wildlings
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Who
else
?
"
Ned
lifted
Ice
,
looked
down
the
cool
steel
length
of
it
.
"
And
it
will
only
grow
worse
.
The
day
may
come
when
I
will
have
no
choice
but
to
call
the
banners
and
ride
north
to
deal
with
this
King-beyond-the-Wall
for
good
and
all
.
"
"
Beyond
the
Wall
?
"
The
thought
made
Catelyn
shudder
.
