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They
ate
it
on
the
tower
steps
,
giggling
and
gossiping
and
sharing
secrets
,
and
Sansa
went
to
bed
that
night
feeling
almost
as
wicked
as
Arya
.
The
next
morning
she
woke
before
first
light
and
crept
sleepily
to
her
window
to
watch
Lord
Beric
form
up
his
men
.
They
rode
out
as
dawn
was
breaking
over
the
city
,
with
three
banners
going
before
them
;
the
crowned
stag
of
the
king
flew
from
the
high
staff
,
the
direwolf
of
Stark
and
Lord
Beric
's
own
forked
lightning
standard
from
shorter
poles
.
It
was
all
so
exciting
,
a
song
come
to
life
;
the
clatter
of
swords
,
the
flicker
of
torchlight
,
banners
dancing
in
the
wind
,
horses
snorting
and
whinnying
,
the
golden
glow
of
sunrise
slanting
through
the
bars
of
the
portcullis
as
it
jerked
upward
.
The
Winterfell
men
looked
especially
fine
in
their
silvery
mail
and
long
grey
cloaks
.
Alyn
carried
the
Stark
banner
.
When
she
saw
him
rein
in
beside
Lord
Beric
to
exchange
words
,
it
made
Sansa
feel
ever
so
proud
.
Alyn
was
handsomer
than
Jory
had
been
;
he
was
going
to
be
a
knight
one
day
.
The
Tower
of
the
Hand
seemed
so
empty
after
they
left
that
Sansa
was
even
pleased
to
see
Arya
when
she
went
down
to
break
her
fast
.
"
Where
is
everyone
?
"
her
sister
wanted
to
know
as
she
ripped
the
skin
from
a
blood
orange
.
"
Did
Father
send
them
to
hunt
down
Jaime
Lannister
?
"
Sansa
sighed
.
"
They
rode
with
Lord
Beric
,
to
behead
Ser
Gregor
Clegane
.
"
She
turned
to
Septa
Mordane
,
who
was
eating
porridge
with
a
wooden
spoon
.
"
Septa
,
will
Lord
Beric
spike
Ser
Gregor
's
head
on
his
own
gate
or
bring
it
back
here
for
the
king
?
"
She
and
Jeyne
Poole
had
been
arguing
over
that
last
night
.
The
septa
was
horror-struck
.
"
A
lady
does
not
discuss
such
things
over
her
porridge
.
Where
are
your
courtesies
,
Sansa
?
I
swear
,
of
late
you
've
been
near
as
bad
as
your
sister
.
"
"
What
did
Gregor
do
?
"
Arya
asked
.
"
He
burned
down
a
holdfast
and
murdered
a
lot
of
people
,
women
and
children
too
.
"
Arya
screwed
up
her
face
in
a
scowl
.
"
Jaime
Lannister
murdered
Jory
and
Heward
and
Wyl
,
and
the
Hound
murdered
Mycah
.
Somebody
should
have
beheaded
them
.
"
