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For
a
brief
moment
Ned
considered
telling
him
all
of
it
,
but
there
was
something
in
Littlefinger
's
japes
that
irked
him
.
The
man
was
too
clever
by
half
,
a
mocking
smile
never
far
from
his
lips
.
"
Jon
Arryn
was
studying
this
volume
when
he
was
taken
sick
,
"
Ned
said
in
a
careful
tone
,
to
see
how
he
might
respond
.
And
he
responded
as
he
always
did
:
with
a
quip
.
"
In
that
case
,
"
he
said
,
"
death
must
have
come
as
a
blessed
relief
.
"
Lord
Petyr
Baelish
bowed
and
took
his
leave
.
Eddard
Stark
allowed
himself
a
curse
.
Aside
from
his
own
retainers
,
there
was
scarcely
a
man
in
this
city
he
trusted
.
Littlefinger
had
concealed
Catelyn
and
helped
Ned
in
his
inquiries
,
yet
his
haste
to
save
his
own
skin
when
Jaime
and
his
swords
had
come
out
of
the
rain
still
rankled
.
Varys
was
worse
.
For
all
his
protestations
of
loyalty
,
the
eunuch
knew
too
much
and
did
too
little
.
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
seemed
more
Cersei
's
creature
with
every
passing
day
,
and
Ser
Barristan
was
an
old
man
,
and
rigid
.
He
would
tell
Ned
to
do
his
duty
.
Time
was
perilously
short
.
The
king
would
return
from
his
hunt
soon
,
and
honor
would
require
Ned
to
go
to
him
with
all
he
had
learned
.
Vayon
Poole
had
arranged
for
Sansa
and
Arya
to
sail
on
the
Wind
Witch
out
of
Braavos
,
three
days
hence
.
They
would
be
back
at
Winterfell
before
the
harvest
.
Ned
could
no
longer
use
his
concern
for
their
safety
to
excuse
his
delay
.
Yet
last
night
he
had
dreamt
of
Rhaegar
's
children
.
Lord
Tywin
had
laid
the
bodies
beneath
the
Iron
Throne
,
wrapped
in
the
crimson
cloaks
of
his
house
guard
.
That
was
clever
of
him
;
the
blood
did
not
show
so
badly
against
the
red
cloth
.
The
little
princess
had
been
barefoot
,
still
dressed
in
her
bed
gown
,
and
the
boy
...
the
boy
...
Ned
could
not
let
that
happen
again
.
The
realm
could
not
withstand
a
second
mad
king
,
another
dance
of
blood
and
vengeance
.
He
must
find
some
way
to
save
the
children
.
Robert
could
be
merciful
.
Ser
Barristan
was
scarcely
the
only
man
he
had
pardoned
.
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
,
Varys
the
Spider
,
Lord
Balon
Greyjoy
;
each
had
been
counted
an
enemy
to
Robert
once
,
and
each
had
been
welcomed
into
friendship
and
allowed
to
retain
honors
and
office
for
a
pledge
of
fealty
.
So
long
as
a
man
was
brave
and
honest
,
Robert
would
treat
him
with
all
the
honor
and
respect
due
a
valiant
enemy
.
This
was
something
else
:
poison
in
the
dark
,
a
knife
thrust
to
the
soul
.
This
he
could
never
forgive
,
no
more
than
he
had
forgiven
Rhaegar
.
He
will
kill
them
all
,
Ned
realized
.
