She tossed her bundle through and doubled back to light her candle. Defending his own lands is one thing, open battle against Lord Tywin quite another. The freeriders broke into laughter, and Tyrion grinned and thought, There's a start. He strode across the tent, whirled, strode back, his face dark and angry.
Maester Luwin sighed. Moonlight silvered the cruel edges of the spikes that lined its bed. He cocked his head and tried to listen again. If you are to rule in the north, you must think these things through, Robb.
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