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"
He
cut
my
leg
,
"
Bran
said
,
"
but
I
could
n't
feel
it
.
"
As
the
maester
knelt
to
examine
the
wound
,
Bran
turned
his
head
.
Theon
Greyjoy
stood
beside
a
sentinel
tree
,
his
bow
in
hand
.
He
was
smiling
.
Ever
smiling
.
A
half-dozen
arrows
were
thrust
into
the
soft
ground
at
his
feet
,
but
it
had
taken
only
one
.
"
A
dead
enemy
is
a
thing
of
beauty
,
"
he
announced
.
"
Jon
always
said
you
were
an
ass
,
Greyjoy
,
"
Robb
said
loudly
.
"
I
ought
to
chain
you
up
in
the
yard
and
let
Bran
take
a
few
practice
shots
at
you
.
"
"
You
should
be
thanking
me
for
saving
your
brother
's
life
.
"
"
What
if
you
had
missed
the
shot
?
"
Robb
said
.
"
What
if
you
'd
only
wounded
him
?
What
if
you
had
made
his
hand
jump
,
or
hit
Bran
instead
?
For
all
you
knew
,
the
man
might
have
been
wearing
a
breastplate
,
all
you
could
see
was
the
back
of
his
cloak
.
What
would
have
happened
to
my
brother
then
?
Did
you
ever
think
of
that
,
Greyjoy
?
"
Theon
's
smile
was
gone
.
He
gave
a
sullen
shrug
and
began
to
pull
his
arrows
from
the
ground
,
one
by
one
.
Robb
glared
at
his
guardsmen
.
"
Where
were
you
?
"
he
demanded
of
them
.
"
I
was
sure
you
were
close
behind
us
.
"
The
men
traded
unhappy
glances
.
"
We
were
following
,
m
'
lord
,
"
said
Quent
,
the
youngest
of
them
,
his
beard
a
soft
brown
fuzz
.
"
Only
first
we
waited
for
Maester
Luwin
and
his
ass
,
begging
your
pardons
,
and
then
,
well
,
as
it
were
...
"
He
glanced
over
at
Theon
and
quickly
looked
away
,
abashed
.
"
I
spied
a
turkey
,
"
Theon
said
,
annoyed
by
the
question
.
"
How
was
I
to
know
that
you
'd
leave
the
boy
alone
?
"
Robb
turned
his
head
to
look
at
Theon
once
more
.
Bran
had
never
seen
him
so
angry
,
yet
he
said
nothing
.
Finally
he
knelt
beside
Maester
Luwin
.
"
How
badly
is
my
brother
wounded
?
"
