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She
was
hearing
the
lords
bannermen
speaking
with
her
son
's
voice
,
she
realized
.
Over
the
years
,
she
had
hosted
many
of
them
at
Winterfell
,
and
been
welcomed
with
Ned
to
their
own
hearths
and
tables
.
She
knew
what
sorts
of
men
they
were
,
each
one
.
She
wondered
if
Robb
did
.
And
yet
there
was
sense
in
what
they
said
.
This
host
her
son
had
assembled
was
not
a
standing
army
such
as
the
Free
Cities
were
accustomed
to
maintain
,
nor
a
force
of
guardsmen
paid
in
coin
.
Most
of
them
were
smallfolk
:
crofters
,
fieldhands
,
fishermen
,
sheepherders
,
the
sons
of
innkeeps
and
traders
and
tanners
,
leavened
with
a
smattering
of
sellswords
and
freeriders
hungry
for
plunder
.
When
their
lords
called
,
they
came
...
but
not
forever
.
"
Marching
is
all
very
well
,
"
she
said
to
her
son
,
"
but
where
,
and
to
what
purpose
?
What
do
you
mean
to
do
?
"
Robb
hesitated
.
"
The
Greatjon
thinks
we
should
take
the
battle
to
Lord
Tywin
and
surprise
him
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
the
Glovers
and
the
Karstarks
feel
we
'd
be
wiser
to
go
around
his
army
and
join
up
with
Uncle
Ser
Edmure
against
the
Kingslayer
.
"
He
ran
his
fingers
through
his
shaggy
mane
of
auburn
hair
,
looking
unhappy
.
"
Though
by
the
time
we
reach
Riverrun
...
I
'm
not
certain
...
"
"
Be
certain
,
"
Catelyn
told
her
son
,
"
or
go
home
and
take
up
that
wooden
sword
again
.
You
can
not
afford
to
seem
indecisive
in
front
of
men
like
Roose
Bolton
and
Rickard
Karstark
.
Make
no
mistake
,
Robb
--
these
are
your
bannermen
,
not
your
friends
.
You
named
yourself
battle
commander
.
Command
.
"
Her
son
looked
at
her
,
startled
,
as
if
he
could
not
credit
what
he
was
hearing
.
"
As
you
say
,
Mother
.
"
"
I
'll
ask
you
again
.
What
do
you
mean
to
do
?
"
Robb
drew
a
map
across
the
table
,
a
ragged
piece
of
old
leather
covered
with
lines
of
faded
paint
.
One
end
curled
up
from
being
rolled
;
he
weighed
it
down
with
his
dagger
.
"
Both
plans
have
virtues
,
but
...
look
,
if
we
try
to
swing
around
Lord
Tywin
's
host
,
we
take
the
risk
of
being
caught
between
him
and
the
Kingslayer
,
and
if
we
attack
him
...
by
all
reports
,
he
has
more
men
than
I
do
,
and
a
lot
more
armored
horse
.
The
Greatjon
says
that
wo
n't
matter
if
we
catch
him
with
his
breeches
down
,
but
it
seems
to
me
that
a
man
who
has
fought
as
many
battles
as
Tywin
Lannister
wo
n't
be
so
easily
surprised
.
"
"
Good
,
"
she
said
.
She
could
hear
echoes
of
Ned
in
his
voice
,
as
he
sat
there
,
puzzling
over
the
map
.
"
Tell
me
more
.
"
"
I
'd
leave
a
small
force
here
to
hold
Moat
Cailin
,
archers
mostly
,
and
march
the
rest
down
the
causeway
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
once
we
're
below
the
Neck
,
I
'd
split
our
host
in
two
.
