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Later
,
much
later
,
after
they
had
marched
him
back
to
his
sleeping
cell
,
Mormont
came
down
to
see
him
,
raven
on
his
shoulder
.
"
I
told
you
not
to
do
anything
stupid
,
boy
,
"
the
Old
Bear
said
.
"
Boy
,
"
the
bird
chorused
.
Mormont
shook
his
head
,
disgusted
.
"
And
to
think
I
had
high
hopes
for
you
.
"
They
took
his
knife
and
his
sword
and
told
him
he
was
not
to
leave
his
cell
until
the
high
officers
met
to
decide
what
was
to
be
done
with
him
.
And
then
they
placed
a
guard
outside
his
door
to
make
certain
he
obeyed
.
His
friends
were
not
allowed
to
see
him
,
but
the
Old
Bear
did
relent
and
permit
him
Ghost
,
so
he
was
not
utterly
alone
.
"
My
father
is
no
traitor
,
"
he
told
the
direwolf
when
the
rest
had
gone
.
Ghost
looked
at
him
in
silence
.
Jon
slumped
against
the
wall
,
hands
around
his
knees
,
and
stared
at
the
candle
on
the
table
beside
his
narrow
bed
.
The
flame
flickered
and
swayed
,
the
shadows
moved
around
him
,
the
room
seemed
to
grow
darker
and
colder
.
I
will
not
sleep
tonight
,
Jon
thought
.
Yet
he
must
have
dozed
.
When
he
woke
,
his
legs
were
stiff
and
cramped
and
the
candle
had
long
since
burned
out
.
Ghost
stood
on
his
hind
legs
,
scrabbling
at
the
door
.
Jon
was
startled
to
see
how
tall
he
'd
grown
.
"
Ghost
,
what
is
it
?
"
he
called
softly
.
The
direwolf
turned
his
head
and
looked
down
at
him
,
baring
his
fangs
in
a
silent
snarl
.
Has
he
gone
mad
?
Jon
wondered
.
"
It
's
me
,
Ghost
,
"
he
murmured
,
trying
not
to
sound
afraid
.
Yet
he
was
trembling
,
violently
.
When
had
it
gotten
so
cold
?
Ghost
backed
away
from
the
door
.
There
were
deep
gouges
where
he
'd
raked
the
wood
.
Jon
watched
him
with
mounting
disquiet
.
"
There
's
someone
out
there
,
is
n't
there
?
"
he
whispered
.
Crouching
,
the
direwolf
crept
backward
,
white
fur
rising
on
the
back
of
his
neck
.
The
guard
,
he
thought
,
they
left
a
man
to
guard
my
door
,
Ghost
smells
him
through
the
door
,
that
's
all
it
is
.
Slowly
,
Jon
pushed
himself
to
his
feet
.
He
was
shivering
uncontrollably
,
wishing
he
still
had
a
sword
.
Three
quick
steps
brought
him
to
the
door
.
He
grabbed
the
handle
and
pulled
it
inward
.
The
creak
of
the
hinges
almost
made
him
jump
.
His
guard
was
sprawled
bonelessly
across
the
narrow
steps
,
looking
up
at
him
.
Looking
up
at
him
,
even
though
he
was
lying
on
his
stomach
.
His
head
had
been
twisted
completely
around
.
It
ca
n't
be
,
Jon
told
himself
.
This
is
the
Lord
Commander
's
Tower
,
it
's
guarded
day
and
night
,
this
could
n't
happen
,
it
's
a
dream
,
I
'm
having
a
nightmare
.
Ghost
slid
past
him
,
out
the
door
.
The
wolf
started
up
the
steps
,
stopped
,
looked
back
at
Jon
.
That
was
when
he
heard
it
;
the
soft
scrape
of
a
boot
on
stone
,
the
sound
of
a
latch
turning
.
The
sounds
came
from
above
.
From
the
Lord
Commander
's
chambers
.
