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Jon
shook
off
Pyp
's
hand
.
"
Halder
,
enough
.
"
Halder
looked
to
Ser
Alliser
.
"
The
Bastard
speaks
and
the
peasants
tremble
,
"
the
master-at-arms
said
in
that
sharp
,
cold
voice
of
his
.
"
I
remind
you
that
I
am
the
master-at-arms
here
,
Lord
Snow
.
"
"
Look
at
him
,
Halder
,
"
Jon
urged
,
ignoring
Thorne
as
best
he
could
.
"
There
's
no
honor
in
beating
a
fallen
foe
.
He
yielded
.
"
He
knelt
beside
the
fat
boy
.
Halder
lowered
his
sword
.
"
He
yielded
,
"
he
echoed
.
Ser
Alliser
's
onyx
eyes
were
fixed
on
Jon
Snow
.
"
It
would
seem
our
Bastard
is
in
love
,
"
he
said
as
Jon
helped
the
fat
boy
to
his
feet
.
"
Show
me
your
steel
,
Lord
Snow
.
"
Jon
drew
his
longsword
.
He
dared
defy
Ser
Alliser
only
to
a
point
,
and
he
feared
he
was
well
beyond
it
now
.
Thorne
smiled
.
"
The
Bastard
wishes
to
defend
his
lady
love
,
so
we
shall
make
an
exercise
of
it
.
Rat
,
Pimple
,
help
our
Stone
Head
here
.
"
Rast
and
Albett
moved
to
join
Halder
.
"
Three
of
you
ought
to
be
sufficient
to
make
Lady
Piggy
squeal
.
All
you
need
do
is
get
past
the
Bastard
.
"
"
Stay
behind
me
,
"
Jon
said
to
the
fat
boy
.
Ser
Alliser
had
often
sent
two
foes
against
him
,
but
never
three
.
He
knew
he
would
likely
go
to
sleep
bruised
and
bloody
tonight
.
He
braced
himself
for
the
assault
.
