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There
was
no
answer
Ned
Stark
could
give
to
that
but
a
frown
.
For
the
first
time
in
years
,
he
found
himself
remembering
Rhaegar
Targaryen
.
He
wondered
if
Rhaegar
had
frequented
brothels
;
somehow
he
thought
not
.
The
rain
was
falling
harder
now
,
stinging
the
eyes
and
drumming
against
the
ground
.
Rivers
of
black
water
were
running
down
the
hill
when
Jory
called
out
,
"
My
lord
,
"
his
voice
hoarse
with
alarm
.
And
in
an
instant
,
the
street
was
full
of
soldiers
.
Ned
glimpsed
ringmail
over
leather
,
gauntlets
and
greaves
,
steel
helms
with
golden
lions
on
the
crests
.
Their
cloaks
clung
to
their
backs
,
sodden
with
rain
.
He
had
no
time
to
count
,
but
there
were
ten
at
least
,
a
line
of
them
,
on
foot
,
blocking
the
street
,
with
longswords
and
iron-tipped
spears
.
"
Behind
!
"
he
heard
Wyl
cry
,
and
when
he
turned
his
horse
,
there
were
more
in
back
of
them
,
cutting
off
their
retreat
.
Jory
's
sword
came
singing
from
its
scabbard
.
"
Make
way
or
die
!
"
"
The
wolves
are
howling
,
"
their
leader
said
.
Ned
could
see
rain
running
down
his
face
.
"
Such
a
small
pack
,
though
.
"
Littlefinger
walked
his
horse
forward
,
step
by
careful
step
.
"
What
is
the
meaning
of
this
?
This
is
the
Hand
of
the
King
.
"
"
He
was
the
Hand
of
the
King
.
"
The
mud
muffled
the
hooves
of
the
blood
bay
stallion
.
The
line
parted
before
him
.
On
a
golden
breastplate
,
the
lion
of
Lannister
roared
its
defiance
.
"
Now
,
if
truth
be
told
,
I
'm
not
sure
what
he
is
.
"
"
Lannister
,
this
is
madness
,
"
Littlefinger
said
.
"
Let
us
pass
.
We
are
expected
back
at
the
castle
.
What
do
you
think
you
're
doing
?
"
"
He
knows
what
he
's
doing
,
"
Ned
said
calmly
.
Jaime
Lannister
smiled
.
"
Quite
true
.
I
'm
looking
for
my
brother
.
You
remember
my
brother
,
do
n't
you
,
Lord
Stark
?
He
was
with
us
at
Winterfell
.
Fair-haired
,
mismatched
eyes
,
sharp
of
tongue
.
A
short
man
.
"
"
I
remember
him
well
,
"
Ned
replied
.
