Winterfell is yours. She should have realized. Your absence has been noted. Jory held out the doublet, and Ned slid his hands through the armholes.
Joffrey rocked restlessly on the throne. Yes, he said at last. She mounted and urged her mule up the first step. Well-mounted brigands, observed Littlefinger.
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