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It
made
her
look
more
womanly
,
that
and
the
simple
dress
of
brown
roughspun
they
'd
given
her
when
they
took
her
mail
and
leather
.
"
Gage
lets
me
have
my
prayers
from
time
to
time
,
when
I
feel
the
need
,
and
I
let
him
do
as
he
likes
under
my
skirt
,
when
he
feels
the
need
.
It
's
nothing
to
me
.
I
like
the
smell
of
flour
on
his
hands
,
and
he
's
gentler
than
Stiv
.
"
She
gave
an
awkward
bow
.
"
I
'll
leave
you
.
There
's
pots
that
want
scouring
.
"
"
No
,
stay
,
"
Bran
commanded
her
.
"
Tell
me
what
you
meant
,
about
hearing
the
gods
.
"
Osha
studied
him
.
"
You
asked
them
and
they
're
answering
.
Open
your
ears
,
listen
,
you
'll
hear
.
"
Bran
listened
.
"
It
's
only
the
wind
,
"
he
said
after
a
moment
,
uncertain
.
"
The
leaves
are
rustling
.
"
"
Who
do
you
think
sends
the
wind
,
if
not
the
gods
?
"
She
seated
herself
across
the
pool
from
him
,
clinking
faintly
as
she
moved
.
Mikken
had
fixed
iron
manacles
to
her
ankles
,
with
a
heavy
chain
between
them
;
she
could
walk
,
so
long
as
she
kept
her
strides
small
,
but
there
was
no
way
for
her
to
run
,
or
climb
,
or
mount
a
horse
.
"
They
see
you
,
boy
.
They
hear
you
talking
.
That
rustling
,
that
's
them
talking
back
.
"
"
What
are
they
saying
?
"
"
They
're
sad
.
Your
lord
brother
will
get
no
help
from
them
,
not
where
he
's
going
.
The
old
gods
have
no
power
in
the
south
.
The
weirwoods
there
were
all
cut
down
,
thousands
of
years
ago
.
How
can
they
watch
your
brother
when
they
have
no
eyes
?
"
Bran
had
not
thought
of
that
.
It
frightened
him
.
If
even
the
gods
could
not
help
his
brother
,
what
hope
was
there
?
Maybe
Osha
was
n't
hearing
them
right
.
He
cocked
his
head
and
tried
to
listen
again
.
He
thought
he
could
hear
the
sadness
now
,
but
nothing
more
than
that
.
The
rustling
grew
louder
.
Bran
heard
muffled
footfalls
and
a
low
humming
,
and
Hodor
came
blundering
out
of
the
trees
,
naked
and
smiling
.
"
Hodor
!
"
