The prince will remember that, little lord, the Hound warned him. He smiled. Calm as still water, Arya told herself, but even when she gave her eyes a moment to adjust, there was nothing to see but the vague grey outline of the door she had come through. Jory brought Arya down to join them, and Sansa spoke to her sister pleasantly.
The Old Bear rolled up the paper. Behold the king's justice, Lysa Arryn said. Small wonder that it had been hundreds of years since they last threatened the Vale with anything beyond an occasional raid. Lord Tywin unrolled the leather, smoothing it flat.
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