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His
eyes
searched
her
face
.
"
Go
on
.
"
"
Lysa
says
Jon
Arryn
was
murdered
.
"
His
fingers
tightened
on
her
arm
.
"
By
whom
?
"
"
The
Lannisters
,
"
she
told
him
.
"
The
queen
.
"
Ned
released
his
hold
on
her
arm
.
There
were
deep
red
marks
on
her
skin
.
"
Gods
,
"
he
whispered
.
His
voice
was
hoarse
.
"
Your
sister
is
sick
with
grief
.
She
can
not
know
what
she
is
saying
.
"
"
She
knows
,
"
Catelyn
said
.
"
Lysa
is
impulsive
,
yes
,
but
this
message
was
carefully
planned
,
cleverly
hidden
.
She
knew
it
meant
death
if
her
letter
fell
into
the
wrong
hands
.
To
risk
so
much
,
she
must
have
had
more
than
mere
suspicion
.
"
Catelyn
looked
to
her
husband
.
"
Now
we
truly
have
no
choice
.
You
must
be
Robert
's
Hand
.
You
must
go
south
with
him
and
learn
the
truth
.
"
She
saw
at
once
that
Ned
had
reached
a
very
different
conclusion
.
"
The
only
truths
I
know
are
here
.
The
south
is
a
nest
of
adders
I
would
do
better
to
avoid
.
"
Luwin
plucked
at
his
chain
collar
where
it
had
chafed
the
soft
skin
of
his
throat
.
"
The
Hand
of
the
King
has
great
power
,
my
lord
.
Power
to
find
the
truth
of
Lord
Arryn
's
death
,
to
bring
his
killers
to
the
king
's
justice
.
Power
to
protect
Lady
Arryn
and
her
son
,
if
the
worst
be
true
.
"
Ned
glanced
helplessly
around
the
bedchamber
.
Catelyn
's
heart
went
out
to
him
,
but
she
knew
she
could
not
take
him
in
her
arms
just
then
.
First
the
victory
must
be
won
,
for
her
children
's
sake
.
"
You
say
you
love
Robert
like
a
brother
.
Would
you
leave
your
brother
surrounded
by
Lannisters
?
"
