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She was no stranger to waiting, after all. He slid in beside her. Robb is fourteen. ood, the lord was sending his boy to be fostered on Dragonstone, the lord had taken a great interest

The mare leapt over him, out into the night. He was a tiny thing, wrinkled and hairless, shrunken beneath the weight of a hundred years so his maester's collar with its links of many metals hung loose about his throat. The larger part of the northern host, pikes and archers and great masses of men-at-arms on foot, remained upon the east bank under the command of Roose Bolton. He was up in his chamber, redeyed and defiant.