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"
Rickon
,
"
Bran
said
,
"
would
you
like
to
come
with
me
?
"
"
No
.
I
like
it
here
.
"
"
It
's
dark
here
.
And
cold
.
"
"
I
'm
not
afraid
.
I
have
to
wait
for
Father
.
"
"
You
can
wait
with
me
,
"
Bran
said
.
"
We
'll
wait
together
,
you
and
me
and
our
wolves
.
"
Both
of
the
direwolves
were
licking
wounds
now
,
and
would
bear
close
watching
.
"
Bran
,
"
the
maester
said
firmly
,
"
I
know
you
mean
well
,
but
Shaggydog
is
too
wild
to
run
loose
.
I
'm
the
third
man
he
's
savaged
.
Give
him
the
freedom
of
the
castle
and
it
's
only
a
question
of
time
before
he
kills
someone
.
The
truth
is
hard
,
but
the
wolf
has
to
be
chained
,
or
...
&
rdquo
He
hesitated
...
or
killed
,
Bran
thought
,
but
what
he
said
was
,
"
He
was
not
made
for
chains
.
We
will
wait
in
your
tower
,
all
of
us
.
"
"
That
is
quite
impossible
,
"
Maester
Luwin
said
.
Osha
grinned
.
"
The
boy
's
the
lordling
here
,
as
I
recall
.
"
She
handed
Luwin
back
his
torch
and
scooped
Bran
up
into
her
arms
again
.
"
The
maester
's
tower
it
is
.
"
"
Will
you
come
,
Rickon
?
"
