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That
the
armorer
's
sullen
apprentice
was
the
king
's
son
,
Ned
had
no
doubt
.
The
Baratheon
look
was
stamped
on
his
face
,
in
his
jaw
,
his
eyes
,
that
black
hair
.
Renly
was
too
young
to
have
fathered
a
boy
of
that
age
,
Stannis
too
cold
and
proud
in
his
honor
.
Gendry
had
to
be
Robert
's
.
Yet
knowing
all
that
,
what
had
he
learned
?
The
king
had
other
baseborn
children
scattered
throughout
the
Seven
Kingdoms
.
He
had
openly
acknowledged
one
of
his
bastards
,
a
boy
of
Bran
's
age
whose
mother
was
highborn
.
The
lad
was
being
fostered
by
Lord
Renly
's
castellan
at
Storm
's
End
.
Ned
remembered
Robert
's
first
child
as
well
,
a
daughter
born
in
the
Vale
when
Robert
was
scarcely
more
than
a
boy
himself
.
A
sweet
little
girl
;
the
young
lord
of
Storm
's
End
had
doted
on
her
.
He
used
to
make
daily
visits
to
play
with
the
babe
,
long
after
he
had
lost
interest
in
the
mother
.
Ned
was
often
dragged
along
for
company
,
whether
he
willed
it
or
not
.
The
girl
would
be
seventeen
or
eighteen
now
,
he
realized
;
older
than
Robert
had
been
when
he
fathered
her
.
A
strange
thought
.
Cersei
could
not
have
been
pleased
by
her
lord
husband
's
by-blows
,
yet
in
the
end
it
mattered
little
whether
the
king
had
one
bastard
or
a
hundred
.
Law
and
custom
gave
the
baseborn
few
rights
.
Gendry
,
the
girl
in
the
Vale
,
the
boy
at
Storm
's
End
,
none
of
them
could
threaten
Robert
's
trueborn
children
...
His
musings
were
ended
by
a
soft
rap
on
his
door
.
"
A
man
to
see
you
,
my
lord
,
"
Harwin
called
.
"
He
will
not
give
his
name
.
"
"
Send
him
in
,
"
Ned
said
,
wondering
.
The
visitor
was
a
stout
man
in
cracked
,
mud-caked
boots
and
a
heavy
brown
robe
of
the
coarsest
roughspun
,
his
features
hidden
by
a
cowl
,
his
hands
drawn
up
into
voluminous
sleeves
.
"
Who
are
you
?
"
Ned
asked
.
"
A
friend
,
"
the
cowled
man
said
in
a
strange
,
low
voice
.
"
We
must
speak
alone
,
Lord
Stark
.
"
Curiosity
was
stronger
than
caution
.
"
Harwin
,
leave
us
,
"
he
commanded
.
Not
until
they
were
alone
behind
closed
doors
did
his
visitor
draw
back
his
cowl
.
