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"
Gods
forbid
,
"
a
man
's
voice
replied
lazily
.
"
It
's
not
an
honor
I
'd
want
.
There
's
far
too
much
work
involved
.
"
Bran
hung
,
listening
,
suddenly
afraid
to
go
on
.
They
might
glimpse
his
feet
if
he
tried
to
swing
by
.
"
Do
n't
you
see
the
danger
this
puts
us
in
?
"
the
woman
said
.
"
Robert
loves
the
man
like
a
brother
.
"
"
Robert
can
barely
stomach
his
brothers
.
Not
that
I
blame
him
.
Stannis
would
be
enough
to
give
anyone
indigestion
.
"
"
Do
n't
play
the
fool
.
Stannis
and
Renly
are
one
thing
,
and
Eddard
Stark
is
quite
another
.
Robert
will
listen
to
Stark
.
Damn
them
both
.
I
should
have
insisted
that
he
name
you
,
but
I
was
certain
Stark
would
refuse
him
.
"
"
We
ought
to
count
ourselves
fortunate
,
"
the
man
said
.
"
The
king
might
as
easily
have
named
one
of
his
brothers
,
or
even
Littlefinger
,
gods
help
us
.
Give
me
honorable
enemies
rather
than
ambitious
ones
,
and
I
'll
sleep
more
easily
by
night
.
"
They
were
talking
about
Father
,
Bran
realized
.
He
wanted
to
hear
more
.
A
few
more
feet
...
but
they
would
see
him
if
he
swung
out
in
front
of
the
window
.
"
We
will
have
to
watch
him
carefully
,
"
the
woman
said
.
"
I
would
sooner
watch
you
,
"
the
man
said
.
He
sounded
bored
.
"
Come
back
here
.
"
"
Lord
Eddard
has
never
taken
any
interest
in
anything
that
happened
south
of
the
Neck
,
"
the
woman
said
.
"
Never
.
I
tell
you
,
he
means
to
move
against
us
.
Why
else
would
he
leave
the
seat
of
his
power
?
"
