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"
Best
not
,
"
Ned
answered
crisply
.
The
godswood
was
empty
,
as
it
always
was
here
in
this
citadel
of
the
southron
gods
.
Ned
's
leg
was
screaming
as
they
lowered
him
to
the
grass
beside
the
heart
tree
.
"
Thank
you
.
"
He
drew
a
paper
from
his
sleeve
,
sealed
with
the
sigil
of
his
House
.
"
Kindly
deliver
this
at
once
.
"
Tomard
looked
at
the
name
Ned
had
written
on
the
paper
and
licked
his
lips
anxiously
.
"
My
lord
...
"
"
Do
as
I
bid
you
,
Tom
,
"
Ned
said
.
How
long
he
waited
in
the
quiet
of
the
godswood
,
he
could
not
say
.
It
was
peaceful
here
.
The
thick
walls
shut
out
the
clamor
of
the
castle
,
and
he
could
hear
birds
singing
,
the
murmur
of
crickets
,
leaves
rustling
in
a
gentle
wind
.
The
heart
tree
was
an
oak
,
brown
and
faceless
,
yet
Ned
Stark
still
felt
the
presence
of
his
gods
.
His
leg
did
not
seem
to
hurt
so
much
.
She
came
to
him
at
sunset
,
as
the
clouds
reddened
above
the
walls
and
towers
.
She
came
alone
,
as
he
had
bid
her
.
For
once
she
was
dressed
simply
,
in
leather
boots
and
hunting
greens
.
When
she
drew
back
the
hood
of
her
brown
cloak
,
he
saw
the
bruise
where
the
king
had
struck
her
.
The
angry
plum
color
had
faded
to
yellow
,
and
the
swelling
was
down
,
but
there
was
no
mistaking
it
for
anything
but
what
it
was
.
"
Why
here
?
"
Cersei
Lannister
asked
as
she
stood
over
him
.
"
So
the
gods
can
see
.
"
She
sat
beside
him
on
the
grass
.
Her
every
move
was
graceful
.
Her
curling
blond
hair
moved
in
the
wind
,
and
her
eyes
were
green
as
the
leaves
of
summer
.
It
had
been
a
long
time
since
Ned
Stark
had
seen
her
beauty
,
but
he
saw
it
now
.
"
I
know
the
truth
Jon
Arryn
died
for
,
"
he
told
her
.
